A brief insight into the purity of the creative mind, ACCRINGTON STANLEY hone their puffed-up scissor kicks and stage-strutting pomp. And a couple of chords, in readiness for a rare public outing. Vain? Moi? Alternatively, we at Stanley Towers have got this all wrong and this is a still from the CCTV installed in the band’s secure facility, just so we can check up on them. Who’s hiding in the cello case? No, don’t send in your answers.