Ever read a profile of a band that makes you hate them so much you don’t want to listen to them any more? Maybe it’s just the way it was written, but this profile in the Guardian made me want to hate Whitney real bad. And I mean, look at that video below… crunching around  an autumnal log cabin trying so goddamn hard to seem ‘earthy’ and ‘real. Fuck these guys.

But… holy shit is No Woman a great song. It has that expansive, galloping feel that… y’know, Christ they probably wrote it in that fucking cabin. A cabin full of Hemmingway novels and craft beers and all they packed was baseball caps. Fuck these guys this song is so good.