Reading wikipedia and today you’d be forgiven for thinking that everyone was in thrall to the album’s charms, but that’s not my recollection at all. Some people quite liked the bouncy baggy Blur of Leisure, and some people seemed to like the old-timey-wimey nostalgia of Modern Life Is Rubbish, but not too many seemed to go for both. It took Parklife to prevent Blur from slipping between the cracks in the cobbles, and Country House to make us all want to push them in anyway. Consider this a prelude to that even more larksome, irksome, Keith Allen featuring video.