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96. Scorpio Rising (The Scientist Mix) by Death in Vegas with Liam Gallagher

WOKE UP up feeling lost at sea. Then had to sweep a Massiv dead pigeon into a bin bag and felt even worse.

That sudden chill when you know you've got two dozen working weeks ahead and you already feel totally knackered after just one. The regret you feel at frittering away all your holidays in a summer that's pouring with rain. Then you bang on this and everything brightens up.

Life in technicolour even. And the sun even comes out giving me a whole day of clear blue sky. If ever Noel's trite Status Quo styling is used to sound gratingly like The Beatles, it's here. The original version sounds too self-consciously aware of this and so creeps about like a non-poisonous snake. The genius that is The Scientist strips away a lot of those superfluous psychedelics and decides that adding keys and vibraphone with toasting over Liam's Lennonesque drawling works best. And it does. General Jah Mikey steals the show, demonstrating that sometimes suspect ideas work really well.

You could roll a big one, or you could do what I do and find your escape in the garden, reaching for the trowels while lost in its reggae skank. Music has always been my lifeline. It is no longer just a hobby; it's the final barrier between me and absolute chaos, recharging my soul the moment Massiv dead pigeons test my patience.