What’s going on here? Let’s talk about it. I’m about to get real. There is something that Alex Turner is doing that just sets me off. Granted, I’ve always had a penchant for skinny, white boys, but now he is doing some 1950’s greaser thing with his hair and all the leather jackets and his voice has always been a thing. The Arctic Monkeys might write a lot of songs that all sound like the other, but I love them all as if they’re totally unique. He’s wearing sunglasses at night and driving around in a car and playing air guitar. Really? Really Lisa? Is it that easy? Yes, yes it is. I’ll comb your hair and be your groupie, Alex. Whatever.