Can you resist adding your self-righteous cock-sucking hypocritical support to – ugh – Thank You Tony?
Could the tediously-named Razorlight in fact be the next Ocean Colour Scene? Or better, could they be horrifically dismembered in a freak tour bus/combine harvester smash? Sadly probably not.
Can tomorrow’s inaugural Arbroath Seafront Spectacular succeed given the wettest June for decades (and despite my predicted hangover I valiantly pledge to report from the front and bring back pixels)?
Will anyone come to T on the Fringe with me, given tickets for Hope of the States, Sons & Daughters, The Walkmen and yourcodenameis:milo?
All these questions and more will be answered while you sleep, to be almost grasped and then forgotten for ever.
03-Jul-04 at 7:33 pm | Permalink
Urrrgh. Razorlight. They’re the kind of band you hear and think ‘who the fuck’s going to fall for that?’ and then suddenly they seem to be the big hip thing. Christ almighty, they are uberbaws.
Type type type. Finally my three days of toil are over. Dance dance dance drink ouch. I think I may be a little drunk.
I have ticket to 5,6,7,8′s. Hurrah! I enjoy them because I have a patronising love of all things Japanese. Damn me. I’m trying to quieten the voice inside me saying ‘but they’re ruuubbisssshhhh’. T on the Fringe is GO!
05-Jul-04 at 6:42 pm | Permalink
Uberbaws > Loving it
Patronising love of all things japanese > Might be an artschool thing. Am also an ironic japophile.
T on the fringe > Aaaarghh. Stop it. I’ll cry.
05-Jul-04 at 8:49 pm | Permalink
> uberbaws
I second that, Word of the Week.
07-Jul-04 at 12:17 pm | Permalink
> pixels
As it happened my otherwise-lovely Exilim couldn’t do justice to the overcast vistas of the Spectacular – will post some amusing indoor pics instead.
07-Jul-04 at 10:52 pm | Permalink
T on the Fringe talk leads nicely toooo
T on the Park. Not going this year. Will hopefully be in London visiting my sister, and haemorraging my remaining funds on charity shop ladies’ jackets and gruesomely overpriced booze. I also hope to take in some musical theatre, and maybe go to some hipster haunts to feel inferior. Hurrah!
I would have told you this (or an abbreviated version) via text, but I have a cool 1p left on my phone.
Woop!