I found an old vinyl copy of Ireland's 1970 Eurovision winning song 'All Kinds of Everything' in a charity shop recently. Patriotism compelled me to buy it, Barnados Brixton is no place for DANA, not least due to its proximity to a family planning clinic. I'd forgotten how ropey the song is, but it manages to encapsulate the psychosis of Catholic Ireland, complete with the percussive ratcheting of screws being tightened on heretics thumbs. The B-side, 'Channel Breeze', sounds like something that might be played over the tannoy at Dignitas to hurry people along and boost productivity.