It's getting more and more difficult to think of things to say, praise to lavish on wor' Pipps, as each iteration of polka-dotted gloriousness eases closer and closer to precisely perfecting their particular Spector-esque, Ronnette'y oeuvre.
So instead, let's resort to threats: buy Pull Shapes, or the bunny gets it. Buy Pull Shapes or we'll ensure that The Feeling get to make thirty-four new albums over the course of the next decade. Buy Pull Shapes or we'll sit Johnny Borrell and Luke Pritchard down, get them to sort out their problems and make sure they don't leave the building until we have written confirmation of some kind of forthcoming collaboration. Possibly of the charity single variety.
Suitably worried? Good. Not enough spangle makes it into the charts; not enough finger-clicking, hand-jiving and certainly not enough Technicolour, beehived, harmony driven pop nous. So buy Pull Shapes. Or we'll tell the fat one from Keane that you've got all the pies.
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