I was forced listen to this on the radio while in the queue at the supermarket. Imagine the hubris, the chutzpah of two Australian nobodies trying to cover a Peter Gabriel-Kate Bush duet.
Then imagine just how badly they murdered it, like the talentless, clueless Z-listers they are.
Then imagine them dying slowly and painfully on top of a fire made of all the CDs ever manufactured of this abomination and all the iPods that ever had it stored in them.
Ah, that’s better.