I don’t need your counsel now/And I don’t need your good advice/Cause you don’t have my lover’s touch
from My Number lyrics by Foals
Their most blatant bid for chart success, Foals bring math-rock to the masses, cleverly without ever dumbing down, on a joyously jangly breakup anthem which is just as much a kiss-off to the city streets that provided the backdrop to the doomed affair as the doomed affair itself.
