So absurd is current pop culture, that some people are happy to file Jamie T alongside such shite as The Kooks. Fools.

Though he may look like he fits in with ‘skag-trendy’ London, Mr Treays’ talents go far deeper than simply ripping off The Clash’s singles box set. Take ‘Sheila’ for example. Get past the lazy beer-boy pun and you’ll catch snippets of John Betjeman alongside Yardie slang, and oblique references to Diana Ross’s ‘Chain Reaction’.

Better still is ‘So Lonely Was the Ballad’, a melee of beats and samples that sounds as epic in defeat as you’re likely to get while still screaming defiance. And this is where Jamie pitches himself on Panic Prevention – a conversational, drunk onlooker telling tales of the poor, weak and fearless people around him who are too sterile to feel any guilt.

It may not be pretty, but my god it sounds good. (Matt Wilkinson)