I mean, that bloke in B looks like a cunt. If I believed in violence as a strategy I would love to wrap a shovel around his fucking face. A load of blokes in retro suits with shitty choreo. No thanks. The song wasn't that bad, but I like the euro-innocence of A more.
I've taken to listening to these while I edit my photos on my other, ancient, Mac, rather than trying to comment on them as they play, thus freeing up my hands from trotting out the same old alienated and irrelevant cliches.
Didn't care for the vocals, but once she shut up, there were some mildly pretty sounds in A.
I'm a fan of E's dad's work, but never really took to him. I've disliked Eels more than I do here, and there may have been a song in there, but the drums ruined it.