Centuwion, stwike her with twelvety lashes...

I picked up the new Bat For Lashes album for £5. You know the one, the one where she's all nudie on the cover.

However, the nudiness is secondary.

What I noticed first was the face. Specifically, the nose.

The local nose¹.

It would seem that the old Twat For Gashes woman, loathed by James Tiberius Kirk², is the offspring of David and Barbara Tattsyrup, Grandchild to Edward and Tubbs Tattsyrup!

Check out her album cover below, with her recently rohypnolled abducted-husband-to-be...

...to be kept in the attic, more like!

"Calm down, calm down, what's all this cacophony?
We'll have no music here!
This is a decent album, and a local recording for local earholes,
there's nothing for you here!"

¹ NOT A ROMAN NOSE. AND WE HAS IPODS NOW, NOT WALKMEN THAT START TO MELT AS THE FLAMES ROSE. OR WAS THAT CHRISTOPHER WALKEN INSTEAD?

² NATASHA KHAAAAAAAAAAAN!!