Magic of Meghan

This track has the loosest, most playful energy in the Dry Cleaning catalog — the guitar carries a slight chime that almost suggests a pop song before the rhythm section heaves it sideways into something stranger. There's a specific cultural observational energy here that the title sets up immediately: the celebrity as cultural text, the way public figures absorb projections until they mean something almost mythological, the gap between the image and whatever lives behind it. Shaw's delivery is particularly arch on this one, the deadpan pushed to something close to performance, as if she's not just observing but performing the act of observing. The band plays with unusual looseness, the guitar lines wandering slightly, the rhythm section more relaxed than on tighter tracks, which gives the song a slightly wry, half-smiling quality that matches the subject matter. The production sits the whole thing in a very British register — this is humor that comes from a specific class position, a specific media landscape, a specific way of being alive in the cultural moment of the late 2010s internet. It's genuinely funny, which is rarer in post-punk than you'd expect, and it doesn't sacrifice the strangeness for the joke. Play it when you want something that makes you feel intelligent about your pop cultural confusion.