Who would’ve thought it? A skinny, scruffy indie kid from one of the Noughtie’s hype bands may have just done his own little bit to save music. In a world where the charts are ruled by earnest young men who lack in melodies (Hozier, James Bay, Tom Odell) Jack Steadman of Bombay Bicycle Club has reminded us just how good music can be. He has reminded us that the best option in music is always emotion, and lots of it. How else could you justify sticking a full-blooded electronic organ all the way through what was a acousticy, dull track with lyrics which manages to mention everything yet be about nothing (Honey, you’re familiar like my mirror years ago/ Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword)?

His weapon of choice, the electronic organ, is a great instrument. It somehow manages to inspire a feeling of wonder, whatever you play on it. It’s possible that a lot of this comes from the instrument’s origins, as a tool of worship throughout churches. What is more great and more inspiring than someone worshiping their creator, even if you do not happen to share that belief. What’s important and pretty cool is that they’re having a great time, and by nicking the instrument for secular songs maybe we can just get a little bit of that feeling.

Or that’s how the thinking goes. In reality, the electronic organ has never been widely used in churches, contrary to what The Blues Brothers may lead you to believe. Its more sludgy, baritone brother the organ is. I guess it’s kind of obvious. It is unlikely that an instrument of straightforward euphoria is going to be found in a church; Jesus Dying For Our Sins wasn’t exactly a party.

But what churches miss out on, the secular music world gains from. Blasting the cobwebs out of this lazy track which relies too much on Hozier’s voice, Jack Steadman blasts his organ up to full, accelerating the track ever onwards.