Anthony and the Johnsons won the Mercury Music Award, watched by me and the Helster in something of an alcohol and pizza induced fog.
I've tried with the album, admittedly not very hard, but I haven't really clasped it to my bosom as such. We were rooting for Maximo Park, but it seems that white boys with guitars are currently persona non grata down at Mercury Towers.
But, if a 6 foot 4 cross-dressing ex-choirboy can win, then there strikes a blow for diversity.
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