
You know that painfully self-aware dance that Chris Martin does, where he bends down real low, and sort of forward-shuffles on one leg like a militarized, injured penguin towards the camera/stage/money? I imagine that doing that dance to this song is a pretty great way to spend 3:45 of any day, especially cos during the chorus you get to kind of explode, and do that pulling-down-the-balloons move that he does. The Sweet Serenades are Sweden's soon-to-be Strokes-ian triumph, and being Swedish, they're more like The Strokes' younger, wiser (?) sibling - way more interested in scoring a girl [...]