July 2006 and Public Enterprise are sat in a bar on Manchester's much lauded Deansgate district. Look the venue up and it would be filed under 'exclusive'. The threesome are far from impressed. Lead singer Mark, fiddles with his lager, as the 'elite' clientele buzz around manically. He looks up, smiles. Tall yet hunched his nonchalance make him look even more like the next bass wielding frontman in waiting. A knowing nod comes from Neil, calm, considered. The man behind the fuzzy guitar licks and New Order-esque key arrangements re-visits the menu, as Pablo, tight as f*ck drummer and key to the sound Public Enterprise have fashioned, attempts to halt a passing waitress. Duly ignored, the three reconvene.

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