The algorithms of streaming music services are funny old things, especially when—like me—your musical tastes have a lot in common with a puddle: broad but shallow.

On Saturday, as I was digesting the English local election results, two tunes cropped up.

Akala’s Find No Enemy from—incredibly—fourteen years ago. So much feels like it could have been written last week, which doesn’t feel like progress.

And, erm, well, this—which resonated differently, but no less effectively.