Sam Fender, and other artists whose songs are impossible to tell apart

BEING afflicted with same-song syndrome isn’t necessarily a barrier to success. These artists have discovered what works and are in no hurry to change it:

Sam Fender

Shouting in a tone of mild panic, always propelled by the same driving drumbeat, Fender races through his one song as if he desperately needs a crap and knows a sax break will cover it. Lyrically, he lists things he remembers like a musical Peter Kay and appeals to much the same audience.

AC/DC

Making 17 albums of single power chord riffs is a wilful lack of creative flair only an Australian band would have the balls to base a career on. Listening to two different AC/DC albums is like visiting the Burger King in Corley services and then visiting the Burger King on Swansea Union Street. They’re identical and to you, that’s consistency.

Nirvana

There’s a quiet bit during which life is shit, then a loud bit during which life is shit. The guitars always have the same texture because depression and/or heroin removes all motivation for knob-twiddling. Kurt Cobain ultimately shot himself as one final loud bit for the outro.

The Smiths

It’s a shame about Morrissey, because you really liked The Smiths. You’re particularly fond of that song with the jangly guitars and the witty, relatable lyrics about how sad you are because nobody loves you. Oh hang on, that’s all of them. Like a sulky teen refusing to leave his bedroom, The Smiths took a sound and sat glowering in it for five years.

Katy Perry

There’s a generic chord sequence and an anthemic, empowering chorus so it must be a Katy Perry song. But which one? ‘Baby you’re a firework, so you’re gonna hear me roar!’ Is that all one track? It’s what your eight-year-old daughter is singing, and if she can’t tell the difference why should you?

Mumford & Sons

Why bother writing lyrics when you can just quote Shakespeare and chant ‘Ohhh!’ for four minutes? The novelty of the banjo propelled them to flukey stardom so Mumford & Sons had valid commercial reasons for never varying their formula. Fans will disagree, pointing out that some songs go ‘Ahhh!’ instead.

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Our asylum policy is Nigel Farage's testicles, says Labour, holding them up

THE government has confirmed its new policy on asylum is a little bit vicious, a little bit Denmark and a little bit Nigel Farage’s gonads taken right out of his red trousers. 

Under new rules asylum seekers will not be given permanent residence, appeals will be limited, housing and financial support restricted, and a sad little pair of wizened danglers will be removed from their prison and nailed firmly to Britain’s mast.

Home secretary Shabana Mahmood said: “I understand many of you will find the Y-front-aged nutsack of this bigoted man offensive. I do myself. I know what they’d call me.

“But as it’s either the knackers or the whole Farage, and as he’s leading in the polls with a plan to deport British citizens born here, we thought we’d better come up with an asylum policy rather than not but pretending to like all previous governments.

“It’s based on Denmark’s, which seemed an ideal compromise because it’s got a socialist veneer for our left-wing voters while being all-white for the righties. And compromises that please nobody are what this government’s all about.

“Nigel won’t miss his testicles. He’ll be more docile and roam less without them. All the rest of us have to do is pretend we like having them up there for all to see.”

Farage said: “The Conservative party thought they’d deftly removed my scrotum in 2016. For a while they had. But I grew another one.”