Hi boys,
Soooo great to see you all last night.. even if it was but a brief interlude. I really miss you guys loads, y’know.. I’ve got loadsa mates in dundee and edinburgh, but I could count my best ones on my fingers (and maybe one toe..) Testiment to the fact that I can fuck off to the back of beyond for six months, see you once, act like nothings changed, and expect great chat. You rock.
But I gotta go home tonite, cos Phillipa my dawg (jack russell ankle biter looks like a raccoon) is not v. well at all. Aparently she’s bleeding from, well.. her lady bits : \ So i’m gonna go home and say soothing words to her, give her chocolate, and hot waterbottles, etc.. But i’ll be back soon as.. Its only three months til uni shuts its doors for summer, and i’ll be back in the vicinity like nothings ever happened. And i’ll be down to see y’awl before then.. if someone offers me a bed for t’night..
Dead glad that moseley’s got out of that fucking flat, btw..
Right. Gotta dash… Love y’awl loads.
Ps. Stu – hope your bowels have moved today. That is not healthy ;D



03-Feb-03 at 10:52 am | Permalink
Hey, did you read idlewild are supporting Pearl Jam in the US?
Big time shows right enough, but surely the average age of a PJ fan these days is 35+…
03-Feb-03 at 12:08 pm | Permalink
Dont think so.. Aren’t they reguarded as old skool by the likes of the baggy trouser orthodoxy on cockburn st? And pearl jam were cool when I was at school. And i’m only 22. Part of the whole alternative thing, along with nirvana and the chillies, no?
03-Feb-03 at 12:15 pm | Permalink
Don’t even mention Idlewild to me… Buncha fuckin wannabe literary sensitive poncey pop cunts who make shit music devoid of any shred of goodness. And to think I wasted one evening of my life going to see those talentless fucks at the Corn Exchange. I’d rather have built a time machine, gone back to 1987 when I was 10 years old and had the night in with Gary Glitter and Jonathan King.
P.S.
Mr Bell: I will explain all later.
Everyone else: Keep those tongues in yer fuckin cheeks.
03-Feb-03 at 2:00 pm | Permalink
hmm.
> baggy trouser orthodoxy
To be henceforth known as the BTO. Noting distinction between BTO(sk8) and BTO(nu-metal).
> old skool, cockburn st, nirvana, chillies
PJ always had that slightly uncool lean toward big stadium rawk though. Saw them at Wembley in 2000 (they had all but disappeared at that point)… notable was complete lack of crowd madness. Lots of polite clapping and mums-of-four singing along in their best jumper.