First surprise of the weekend: Sunderland isn't, in fact, a completely disgusting hell-hole (though they might want to work on their road markings a bit).
Second surprise: we've all been conned. Well, me, mainly. Apparently all it takes is any iteration of four chords, and I'm there. The number of songs in this list that I can't help singing along to when I hear them is embarrassing.
h/t to Dr Tit, who has done very well finding some awesome videos without being murdered in his bed by marauding Mackems.