Esser and Mumdance are having a tough time of it—something, perhaps a hex, has turned them into scaryass creatures made of fake hair and fruit. Is this some kind of secret UK disease, like foot-and-mouth, that you acquire when you make too many ILL DANCE TRACKS?! Dunno but hope it's not contagious for those of us who have been jamming this song nonstop. We kind of like not having raisins for eyes.