The best music is discovered in moments when you’re not trying to. Comrade bae and I were chilling in bed on Saturday morning, I was checking my phone and he was leaning on me doing the same thing. We were sitting in perfect silence when out of his cellphone this really beautiful music emerged. I didn’t say anything while this song played, completely hypnotized, I listened until the end then asked him, is this a British singer? Yes, he said. It’s King Krule, one of my favourites. When I googled and saw his face, I melted into cool satisfaction. Of course he looks like this and of course he makes this kind of music. He looks like the love child of James Blake and Tilda Swinton. That he’s 21 comes as no surprise, as is the fact that the rest of his songs are this good. If like me you didn’t know this guy until now, you will be grateful for broody British working class boyhood and the talent on the other side of its orange haired angst.