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For many, bootlegging early Arctic Monkeys gigs at Sheffield’s Harley (RIP) or now living for their monthly fix of Cosmic Slop in Leeds, small gigs and club nights offer an accessible, democratic sense of community and belonging, even a reason to live.
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But Arctic Monkeys’ debut single proper is something to look back on with pride – not because, as the NME of the era would have it, it represented any kind of jingoistic “victory” for indie over pop, but because its rattling potency and Alex Turner’s lyrics distil the pleasures of that era worth remembering: “Just bangin’ tunes and DJ sets and / Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness.” LS