Charles Connolly

  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Dosie Issneun Daenamusup – Alvaro Herrรกn

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Dosie Issneun Daenamusup – Alvaro Herrรกn

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐˜ฟ๐™ค๐™จ๐™ž๐™š ๐™„๐™จ๐™จ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ช๐™ฃ ๐˜ฟ๐™–๐™š๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ข๐™ช๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ – ๐˜ผ๐™ก๐™ซ๐™–๐™ง๐™ค ๐™ƒ๐™š๐™ง๐™ง๐™–ฬ๐™ฃ

    Charles talks science – and artโ€ฆ

    We’re so often reading about “The Science” in the papers. The news seems to speak of it like this impossibly unreachable superpower that only the special people will be able to comprehend. Or like it is a filthy rag that no one wants anything to do with. “The Scienceโ€: there’s always this slight pause before those two words are delivered. As if it were to be a warning to brace yourself, or to pinch your nose tightly. It also seems as though this pause is for comical effect, as if those two innocent words were to make us corpse in hysterical laughter once uttered. But aside from all this polite observation of mine, it is really just an easy save these days in politics. “Our team of experts has looked at โ€˜The Scienceโ€™, and the facts are indisputable”. Huh. Handy get-out clause. Noyce. Blame “The Science”. It is easy because most of us DON’T understand it, so we simply can’t argue. Facts are facts, rightโ€ฆ?


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Cosplay – Blue Scarr, Ariel Petrie

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Cosplay – Blue Scarr, Ariel Petrie

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐˜พ๐™ค๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฎ – ๐˜ฝ๐™ก๐™ช๐™š ๐™Ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ง๐™ง, ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ž๐™š๐™ก ๐™‹๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ž๐™š


    Charles undresses the truthโ€ฆ


    Dear costumer,


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Empty Bottles – Lux Dujour

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Empty Bottles – Lux Dujour

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™€๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™ฎ ๐˜ฝ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™š๐™จ – ๐™‡๐™ช๐™ญ ๐˜ฟ๐™ช๐™Ÿ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง


    Charles remembers it wellโ€ฆ


    Memories. We all have them. Well, except for those with Alzheimerโ€™s. But even then, some memories will remain. Usually earlier ones, as they tend to be cast in stone. And itโ€™s those earlier memories on which I would like to dwell. Not the memories of a few months or years ago, but the memories of another era. An era when those who have now passed were still among us. An era when things were done differently. An altogether simpler time, when all generations were – to an extent – in sync with one another. When older people taught the young, as opposed to the other way around. A time when experience actually meant something. When one could spend decades building upon oneโ€™s skill without fear of said skill being surplus to requirements. When the word โ€œentertainmentโ€ meant a board game at home with the family, or a few bottles of ale with the lads in the smoky local, as old Joanna played the old Joanna in the corner. Not THIS Corner; another corner. A time when going to work meant physically going to work, and when work was not optional. A tie was not only for job interviews and weddings. Footwear was either leather or a gym shoe. Smoking was seen simply as an alternative form of air, and buildings looked like buildings. They also smoked.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: England – Emily Gray

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: England – Emily Gray

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™€๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ – ๐™€๐™ข๐™ž๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™‚๐™ง๐™–๐™ฎ


    Charles is in mourningโ€ฆ


    I very nearly did not and could not write this. But if I did not write this, there would not have been a โ€œreviewโ€ this week. Small though it may be, this is my duty.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Edge of the World – Dancing in Jerusalem

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Edge of the World – Dancing in Jerusalem

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™€๐™™๐™œ๐™š ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™’๐™ค๐™ง๐™ก๐™™ – ๐˜ฟ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™…๐™š๐™ง๐™ช๐™จ๐™–๐™ก๐™š๐™ข


    Charles imagines a journeyโ€ฆ


    I am writing from the comfort and safety of my own home. Well, not my OWN, but โ€œmy ownโ€. I dwell here for as long as I keep up my monthly chunk of pennies. I OWN nothing. Not a brick of it. But here, I sit. Peacefully and calmly. This chair of four legs, dutifully upholding this body of two. Day after day after day. This is the life of a producer. Or rather, the life of THIS producer. And despite all that I relentlessly produce, what with my own music, other artistsโ€™ music and indeed these very articles, I cannot help but wonder what lies outside these walls. I see it all through the window. The light, the dark. The rain, the shine. The angry drivers shouting at each other at the junction. Sunday was a particularly sunny, warm day and I was waiting to hear back from a client about his thoughts on my mix. I was โ€œbetween jobsโ€. I decided to see what the outside was actually like. After snatching my earphones and sunglasses, I ventured out for a wander. A much needed breath of air. A chance to make my legs go Left Right Left again. I realised there and then that if life were a journey, then I should perhaps start moving and see where this journey takes me.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Elliโ€™s World – Amaury Laurent Bernier

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Elliโ€™s World – Amaury Laurent Bernier

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™€๐™ก๐™ก๐™žโ€™๐™จ ๐™’๐™ค๐™ง๐™ก๐™™ – ๐˜ผ๐™ข๐™–๐™ช๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™‡๐™–๐™ช๐™ง๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐˜ฝ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™š๐™ง


    Charles looks better on the radioโ€ฆ


    I think Iโ€™ll start by being a crashing bore. One of my many talents. Just 4 weeks ago, I wrote about Kaminskiโ€™s latest fabulous track โ€œA.I. Jesusโ€. I based the entire piece around A.I. (HAL, as I like to call it). I just wanted to briefly (I promise) step on HAL once more. It is awful. It is wrong. It is bad. It is fake. It is deception. And it is all too bloody easy. But I wanted to lean towards this idea of deception. In fact, it is not an idea. It IS deception. The real threat of HAL lies in the lies. Some people say the use of HAL is completely fine as long as users are honest about itโ€ฆ But who is going to do that?? Thatโ€™s like finding a way of making flawless undetectable fake banknotes, then telling the world how they made them, and that it was all just proof of concept. They are OF COURSE going to conceal the fact, and use said banknotes to buy mucho sweeties. Moving from banknotes to artists, it feels good to have talent. Those who donโ€™t have talent can get jealous of those with talent. So they steal talent by means of a machine, and pass off this work (no work at all) as their own. So thatโ€™s fraud, then. But this would be to the general public. To real artists, this is personal and it hurts. To be duped. To be lied to. As if it were not painful enough to have a machine that can make art as well as a talented human, we have to also deal with the deception. The machine ends up having more morals than the human! And on top of it all, these fraudsters then make money (admittedly not a lot) from streaming royalties!!! And of course, they lap up the praise for the work they did not create. It is sick. And not โ€œsickโ€ in the more modern sense of the word, meaning cool. And not โ€œcoolโ€ in the more traditional sense of the word, meaning colder than tepid. I mean it makes me feel sick. Like BLEURRGHH. That kind of sick.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Every Single Night – Vicky Rai

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Every Single Night – Vicky Rai

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™€๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™Ž๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ก๐™š ๐™‰๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ – ๐™‘๐™ž๐™˜๐™ ๐™ฎ ๐™๐™–๐™ž


    Charles talks pop, pop and more pop.


    Last week we were in Ancient Rome. Itโ€™s time to go back to the future. Great Scott (!), I converted too many watts into the flux capacitor! I meant, the present – with a hint of things to come. Within the last week, Coldplay released a new album. It has been pretty much universally panned by the press, but will inevitably reach number one and be massively successful. Being a huge fan of the band however, after only a couple of listens I personally found it rather special. I love upbeat pop and I love their darker more classical side. This is predominantly a โ€œpopโ€ album with an emphasis on the future, space, aliens and all things cosmic. And of course, that vital source of energy for the days not yet lived: Love. The first single from the album was released around 4 months ago. Its futuristic video was full of Chris Martin (their singer: for those of you who have been unconscious for 20 years) with his blue eyes, the most incredible graphics money can buy, and of course, dancing aliens. All quite silly and absurd, but utterly fun! The 80s have lately had the biggest comeback since, well, the 80s. Coldplay has gone heavy on this, but in a tasteful yet blatant way. More importantly though, it is space and the future that has made the biggest comeback of all. In the 90s it was all thought to be rather naff and old hat – we had delivered a man to the moon (for some reason) some thirty years previous. And we were kind enough to bring him back too! This โ€œnewโ€ obsession with space travel (by people even richer than I), paranormal activity and general thoughts (and worries) about the future have made many artists fascinated by it all. Some are using it as a tool to raise awareness about climate change or to make us remember that our โ€œworldโ€ is just one of many. But some just like to stick with our old favourite theme: love – with a beautiful dusting of modernity. A backdrop of scenery, if you will.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Ethereal – Buyer Beware

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Ethereal – Buyer Beware

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™€๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก – ๐˜ฝ๐™ช๐™ฎ๐™š๐™ง ๐˜ฝ๐™š๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ง๐™š


    Charles is lost for wordsโ€ฆ


    You know when youโ€™re speaking and you suddenly pause because youโ€™ve either forgotten what you were going to say, or youโ€™re not quite sure how to say what it was you were going to say? You know when youโ€™re struggling to find that specific word you mean, but canโ€™t get the word? When you come up with a list of words itโ€™s not, leaving out the only one it is? Isnโ€™t this annoying? It happens to me all the time. In fact, itโ€™s one of the reasons these โ€œreviewsโ€ take me so damned long. I will suddenly freeze and search my brain for that word. Itโ€™s not that. Itโ€™s not this. Itโ€™s not that either. Great! Well, thatโ€™s whittled it down a bit. Not very helpful knowing what it isnโ€™t. For a small man, my head is sometimes quite cavernous. That is to say, it echoes like an empty aircraft hangar, as I wonder if that wiggly thinking machine has gone on holiday without even letting me knowโ€ฆ These words though, how do we manage to catalogue them all in some sort of order? How do we remember them all? How and why do we summon one particular word over another? And why do we so often fail to do this?


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Epoch 2140 – Mercury Teardrop (feat. Rosalie Sonsalla)

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Epoch 2140 – Mercury Teardrop (feat. Rosalie Sonsalla)

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™€๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™˜๐™ 2140๐™ˆ๐™š๐™ง๐™˜๐™ช๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™๐™š๐™–๐™ง๐™™๐™ง๐™ค๐™ฅ (๐™›๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ. ๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™š ๐™Ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™–๐™ก๐™ก๐™–)


    The plot thickens as Charles moves forwardโ€ฆ


    Each and every week, I not only have to pick a song to review, but I have to work out what in Godโ€™s name Iโ€™m going to talk about. The good thing is, I can talk about absolutely anything. The bad thing is, I can talk about absolutely anything. There are no real limits. Only that it somehow has to tie in with the song (or the artist). There have been many songs that I have been close to writing about, but the song itself has given me no obvious lead or plot. You know how I write these things – not a standard review, really. And so, it got me thinking about writing in general. I write things about things that artists have written. Writing about writing. It made me think about THEIR writing. Or more specifically, their lyrical plot or even title. This could frame the feel of the music, and it could also have nothing to do with the music – a certain contentious style of juxtaposition. Happy music, sad lyrics. Happy title, moody music. But usually things just fit together to complete and compliment one another.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: ENID (A letter to my grandmother) – Kyle M Watson

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: ENID (A letter to my grandmother) – Kyle M Watson

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™€๐™‰๐™„๐˜ฟ (๐˜ผ ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™œ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ข๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง) – ๐™†๐™ฎ๐™ก๐™š ๐™ˆ ๐™’๐™–๐™ฉ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ฃ


    Charles goes back two generationsโ€ฆ


    Parents. We canโ€™t avoid them. We canโ€™t ignore them. They are always an important and major part of everyoneโ€™s life. For some, they are very much around whether you want it or not. For others, they are a memory. Some of us will love or have loved our parents. Some will love one and resent the other. It is rare to not be close to at least one of them. But the one thing none of you will feel for them is nothing. There is a connection. We all have this in common. Grandparents on the other hand, well, this is where correlations are hard to draw. Many of you will be (or have been) very fond of your grandparents. Very close indeed. But others of you will have barely known them. This is the biggest genetic problem with them: they are usually so bloody old! Bit of a shame, not to mention a bugger. Theyโ€™re usually the nice ones. The lenient ones. The ones who let you get away with things that your parents wouldnโ€™t allow. Why? Because they want to be loved, and they want to see the love in the childโ€™s eyes. And because they never have to deal with the aftermath of little Tommy eating too many sweets:


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