The Happy Soul is spreading like a disease. Not a terminal one, nothing as profound as that, but more like an underlying one, one that slowly eats away at you, like a tapeworm but without the charm of the worm.
Currently The Happy Soul is living a parasitic existence within the lower intestines of Mark Simpson, Michael Seal and Sally Mason. These poor doomed children will display their anguish in three part harmony so that the liberal intelligentsia of Salford can be inoculated. Witness their soon to be atrophied husks as part of VideoJam at Sounds From The Other City this May 4th, and know that infectious melody has a new meaning.