‘My own experience of adolescence ran like this: total nerdy crapness rescued by the dementedly joyous, empowering and politicised rollercoaster ride that was punk rock. And then came the New Romantics. And then it was all Adam and the Ants and Two Tone and Dexy’s Midnight Runners, and that was exactly like High School Musical 3 except with mass unemployment and politics.

And then the Smiths ambled along and everything turned to utter rubbish forever. For the next three decades indie pop was dominated by moping white self-obsessives droning on about how cool it was to be depressed and - by implication - how utterly ghastly it would be to live in a world where everybody was happy and danced all the time and was forever bursting into catchy song.’

Steven Wells (RIP)