Forget your Specials, Police, Blur, Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine and whoever is reforming (again) in the next 12 months. Now that The Beautiful South is no more, it must be only a Humber-spanning period of time before the second best band of the 80s, the third best ever songwriting partnership in Britain and the fourth best band from Hull get back together.
They’re all still on good terms. There wasn’t any bad blood at the time, even when they swapped drummers between albums. Indeed such was their nonimosity they used this changing of the skins (usually that most bitter of musical machinations) into a conceit for the following, irrefutably* one of the finest singles of the decade:
*The evidence being the fact the final score is, still, London 0, Hull 4.