It’s very funny, and very, very silly. Fake news—a report on the underground sport of Church Fighting—is leavened with a healthy dollop of puerile filth, like the trailer for blockbuster musical Dr. Screwlittle & His Suck-Me-Suck-You (from the makers of Kiddie Fiddler on the Roof!), or the scene in which an unfortunate serf is made to fellate a dragon. Go and have a listen.

Glaswegian readers may remember Innes as ‘that Angry Germans man’, famed for his S&M-riddled performances in Nazi uniform at top nitespot Optimo, singing that rousing child abuse/WWII anthem, Mount Florida’s Yo La Kinski:

[Click through to the site to listen to the audio]

At last, something to fill the gaping void in the comedy schedules left by Little Britain: I Am Not An Animal. Written and directed by Peter Baynham (who has has a hand in almost everything funny on the television since 1995) and voiced by Simon Pegg, Julia Davis and Steve Coogan, it tells the story of a troupe of talking animals.

Bio-engineered in a sinister vivisection lab, the poor loves are doomed to live a life of loft-apartment luxury, with Heat magazine as their cultural barometer and an endless supply of Chianti fuelling dreams of visiting London. By the close of the opening episode, the gang have been freed by bungling animal rights vigilantes, left to find their way in the world.

As you might expect from a long-standing Chris Morris collaborator, the humour veers between sledgehammer bum-gags - two ‘My poo smells of sugar puffs’ scenes in one episode - and tickly little feather-duster subtleties, as in the titular nod to The Elephant Man.

The characters are wonderful, too. There’s Philip, a pompous intellectual horse, with endless gadgets allowing him to live the humanoid life. And Mark - my fave - the closet case sparrow with designs on the pop charts and an obsession with shoe trees. And a slutty self-styled femme fatale bulldog bitch, Winona, who has a crush on ‘the actor Tim Robbins.’

God, it’s just fabulous. View a short clip, right here.

Just in case you’ve already lost your edge, I should explain that the LCD Soundsystem song, which you can listen to here, is a wonderful deadpan mockery of a certain type of music fan. The sort who makes lists, who insists on their long familiarity with the most obscure artist the moment they rise to prominence, and who makes suspicous claims to being present at key events in music history. As the title suggests it also mourns the inevitable passage from cool to over-the-hill, while, of course, mocking the notion of cool itself, best expressed by this little line:

I’m losing my edge to the art-school Brooklynites, in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered eighties

It is, without doubt, the best comic song of the century so far, if only because of the neat trick it plays on the listener: you have to be the subject of the satire in order to understand it, the joke is truly on you, me and us. And it makes you dance like a bastard.

Anyway, here are the groups and artists mentioned in the song, in the order which they appear, stripped of the wit.

• Can
• Suicide
• Captain Beefheart
• Daft Punk
• Larry Levan
• The Beach Boys
• Modern Lovers
• Niagra
• This Heat
• Pere Ubu
• Outsiders
• Nation of Ulysses
• Mars
• The Trojans
• The Black Dice
• Todd Terry
• The Germs
• Section 25
• Althea & Donna
• Sexual Harrassment
• A-Ha
• Pere Ubu
• Dorothy Ashby
• PIL
• The Fania All-Stars
• The Bar-Kays
• The Human League
• The Normal
• Lou Reed
• Scott Walker
• Monks
• Joy Division
• Lower 48
• The Association
• Sun Ra
• Scientists
• Royal Trux
• 10cc
• Eric B. and Rakim
• Index
• Basic Channel
• Soulsonic Force
• Juan Atkins
• David Axelrod
• Electric Prunes
• Gil Scott Heron
• The Slits
• Faust
• Mantronix
• Pharaoh Sanders
• The Fire Engines
• Swans
• Soft Cell
• The Sonics