1. Listening to The Lucksmiths for the first time in a long time is the aural equivalent of slipping into a warm bath.
2. The wallpaper comes away in long strips; it’s addictive like peeling protective plastic coatings off screens … or picking scabs. Mmm, picking scabs.
3. An offhanded comment quickly becomes a catchphrase for the evening, a riff we return to again and again. Like Sideshow Bob stepping on rakes, it gets funnier each time.
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