Angus thongs and perfect snogging

As a teenager, I whiled away many an hour watching high school romcoms with my friends, my mum and by myself – my favourite being The Breakfast Club. I’d laugh, cheer, yell and cry my way through the romanticised secondhand embarrassment of adolescence over and over again… but something...

“Get on with it you Scouse fuck,” is, I imagine, not something you expect to hear from an audience who has paid to hear you perform. Nor do I imagine that when Liverpool band SPINN opened their set at the Chameleon Arts Café, they expected to finish with an...