I really didn't expect to hear an album under twenty-five minutes today that impressed me less than any of the Fela albums, but then I listened to Tracey Thorn's A Distant Shore. It's an folksy arguably twee indie pop album on Cherry Red with an androgynous female vocalist and a Velvets cover, and it comes highly touted by someone whose taste I trust very much, so obviously on paper I should adore it, but ugh it's just kind of grating and completely unmemorable. But then I kind of hate Marine Girls, so maybe it shouldn't've come as a surprise.