From a glorified shed on an allotment in Brighton, UK, our simpering heroes try to make the best of life during the pandemic, getting straight into the featured albums - Nick experiences his first spiritual flight via the haunting melodies and choral majesties of Dead Can Dance.

The wildest year of our simmering heroes' saga of heartache, triumph and disaster arrives. Simon finds himself in the forest of the London night, partying, protesting and writing essays under the influence. Nick plays a showcase gig in Covent Garden, hoping for every talent scout and A&R man in town to beg Felo de Se to sign with their label.

Turning 18 is a big year for anybody, and for our spikey-haired protagonists it was no different. Coveting the analog delays and stomp box phasers of others reached fever pitch, as did the partying, the posturing and the panicking.

Our maladjusted heroes finally come of age, leave home, learn to cook pasta and embark upon nearly-adult pursuits.

Yes, local goth club The Crypt is now the only place to be, and in the belly of this murky beast can be heard the sound of Bauhaus and The Glove, and this week our oddball heroes tackle these two classic outfits, finding within them the old bones of long-dead French avant-garde actors, half-digested alphabetti spaghetti-induced nightmares, and an inescapable time vortex otherwise known as a 'delay trap'.