Jul 022016
 

More compelling evidence on my teenage self’s impeccable taste in musical crushes. Not only is the Pulp frontman dreamy AF and capable of turning a lyrical phrase that’s equal parts sex and wit, Jarvis is a rather clever commentator to boot. Be still, my (sometimes irregularly) beating heart!

So yeah, smart guys who make me laugh and set my synapses firing? STAHHHP – no, don’t!

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