My word. I now salute all DJs everywhere. To try and come up with a vaguely coherent trio took me the best part of an evening. I've gone through just about every genre to get to my final choice, but it is strangely poppy.
They are all the last track on their respective albums and they suggest to me, at least, the possibility of change and redemption in each case.
The Saint Etienne name-checks Electrelane and is better with the annoying surrounding chatter lopped off.
Electrelane are from Brighton, therefore obviously sublime.
Tori, oh Tori. Yet to hear the new Bee Keeper album, but this little song is very moving.
Love Late Junction,
Goodnight.