Russell Brand should put a lock on his dressing-up box, because it isn’t solely musical ideas and design that Lostprophets are willing to plunder in order to bother good folk like you with tides of crashingly average corpo-rock bollocks, as witnessed in their lead singer’s woeful new ‘looky wook’. Everything about them is just so hollow and derivative and borrowed and contrived. They might as well put up two giant quotation marks either side of the stage whenever they play.

But did Brand simply swipe his look from 70s punk-poppet John Cooper Clark? Maybe everything is now recycled and culture just sucks downwards. At least nothing goes to waste.