That doesn't make her the new Dani Siciliano, but it does mean there's some mighty strange sounds going on in the background, chief of which is what sounds like a teaspoon drilling into a draining board. That's not a criticism, mind, merely an observation on Herbert's talent for securing a truly unique sound.

He does so without compromising on the ability of Micachu, who has a warmth in the lower range of her voice in the verse to complement the softly cooed chorus. It's an oddly endearing song that works a treat as a piece of pure leftfield pop, and together with two inventive B-sides, Worst Bastard and What For, bodes well for the upcoming long player.

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