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Beige-yet-hip troupe Jungle have made an astounding effort to hide their identities. Is this to create an enigmatic non-presence, asks Robert Barry, or for the privately-educated duo to hide bracingly American Pyscho-esque comments about their grasping desire for fame?
Band Aid raised awareness of a disastrous famine, as well as huge sums of money to try ease it but, one year ahead of its 30th anniversary, Wyndham Wallace begs us to condemn, not celebrate, a song whose lyrics are uglier than Rupert Murdoch’s ballsack