Mad wasps

Leave it to Robyn Hitchcock to open his "hit" single with a monk-like chant and a buildup that dares the payoff to fall flat. He's leading with his chin, but comes back with a knockout—three minutes of vintage Hitchock jangle perfection, with lyrics as poignant as they are surreal. As always, you wonder if he's bullshitting. And as always, it doesn't matter.

Robyn Hitchcock & the Egyptians - Madonna of the Wasps