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"Just when I thought I'd never hear genuine catchy indiepop ever again then this shy bunch blow me away. Long may they remain sensitive and local" - Brumcast's Chris Downing

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released January 23, 2011

All lyrics by Trevor Sensitive
All music Sensitive/Norton/Brewood/Abingdon/Greenhow

Trevor Sensitive: singing, tambourine
Aemelia Norton: keyboards
Justin Brewood: guitar
Edmund of Abingdon: the bass guitar
Chelsie Greenhow: drums, programming

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Trevor Sensitive and the Locals Birmingham, UK

The saviours of indiepop from Birmingham, England.

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Track Name: Allergies
i'm some kind of slave
i'm some kind of crook
i'm oppressed by allergies and you
i'm some kind of blackguard child
i'm an empty book
i'm oppressed by allergies and you

don't you smile these days it's over
don't you ever have great sex
d'you sit there munching garlic
and remember its effects?
no?

i sneezed at your hairspray
your perfume made me sweat
i'm oppressed by allergies and you
you never sweep your carpet
it's as dusty as these things get
i'm oppressed by allergies and you

don't you smile these days it's over
aren't you tempted by herbal cigarettes
d'you sit there munching garlic
and remember its effects?
Track Name: Let's Head for the Country
i want to go and leave the city far behind
let's head for the country
i lost my way, i don't want to lose my mind
let's head for the country
where the air is clean
and i can wash the stains from my soul

let's pack our bags and just throw them in the car
let's head for the country
i am bewitched by all the things you are
let's head for the country
where the air is clean
and i can wash the stains from my soul