I just can't get enough

of Yelle.

She/They played at The Proud Galleries (who've had a re-fit. the seating areas are like stables, swit-swoo) and was totally teen-crush lovable from start to finish. It's really poppy and yet theres a covert dancey hard electro-ness which occasionally rears its head and always stops it from being vomit inducingly saccharine. That, and the fact it's sung completely in French so could be about literally anything. She's hoping to be back in London around September, FYI.