You'd be forgiven for forgetting that it was only until relatively recently that it was perfectly acceptable to enjoy music made to be as catchy and well put together as possible, liking pop music was OK with everyone til things got really boyband-y. You've heard of a band called The Beatles, right? What about Madness? Those guys were the best. Man Like Me are definitely Madness' spiritual heirs, not least because one of their number is an actual blood relative heir to one of Madness (not sure which one), but because they've taken a genre of music prevalent in London and turned it into adorable, nostalgic and relatable pop. Check this out if you haven't already:
I mean, what's not to absolutely love? It's a wonder they're not completely enormous, I mean, they should have done OK on those cheekbones alone, but oh gawd, those cute coordinated dances, that chat about 110s! I'm getting weepy. Hold me.
And of course, in the second example of sucking corporate cock mentioned here today, we can thank Man Like Me for making ad breaks bearable last year because they deep throated IKEA and IKEA ejaculated this absolute nugget of gold: