To call this music bland is to ignore the down-the-drain vocal fade-aways, the extended sax sustains […]

`I've got a rotten cold and I'm not taking my woollies off until it's better.'

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He cursed Flak, then watched with horror as the slimeball explained to the world exactly how he, Kerber, had obtained the confession.