Last night I made my way down to the Croc for UK girl-group The Pipettes. The show wasn’t the best I’ve seen the group perform (it was actually the worst), but despite the off night, it was easily the most fun of the shows I’ve seen in recent weeks.

One of the early things I’ve said about The Pipettes was that their schtick might lack for longevity. The choreographed dance moves, coordinated outfits, songs about love and boys thing seemed like it just couldn’t last, and I still hold that opinion. I’m not sure they’ll be around in five years and The Croc was definitely less packed than the Chop Suey show a few months back, perhaps an indication that the novelty is starting to wear off.

But turning off the more serious part of my brain I can’t say I had anything but a great time. I have to admit to a crush on the group (Who could blame me?), so I spent the show embracing that, constantly switching which one I considered my favorite (conclusion: I wouldn’t turn any of them away), singing along to choruses, and generally being unapologetic for enjoying myself.

There’s a a lot of serious music out there that demands dissection and analysis, but The Pipettes aren’t that at all. They’re fun, cute, and a wonderful live show. If they aren’t going to be around in five years then that just means it’s time to enjoy them now while you can. They’ll surely be back soon enough, and those of you that missed out can remedy your absence then.