It means none of us are spring chickens. I think I might be second youngest. I care not a fuck. Those guys can play so well that we still sounded good when I stepped all over their shit
I’m up for whatever. Want to do something that’s less shit than karaoke and would never countenance bollocks like the X-Factor. We’re doing a mini-festival on the 23rd September. They said “it’s only like 50 or 60 tents”, almost apologetically.
Internally, I was thinking “I’m well up for that”.
I wonder if the band knows that @pap so argumentative that he could even have an argument in a field with only, um, 50 or, wait a minute, 60, hmm, tents. Gulp.
At least nobody will be stupid enough to give him a microphone.
What’s that?
Oh shit.
I give not a shit how you think it should be sung, it’s being sung like this from now on…
Who gives a flying fuck if Bono IS your all-time musical hero, he’ll always be a tax-dodging ****…
No madam, John Lennon had zero talent and was carried by McCartney throughout his career…
And finally, a talented woman with (what appears to be) auburn hair, sitting in a wicker chair next to an acoustic guitar is as close as it gets to porn for me nowadays.
I am relaying the Teenage Kicks thing back to the band.
You are of course, quite right, but you’ve got to cut them some slack.
They’d just met me for the first time, and that’s probably like seeing one of those ancient and terrifying Cthulhu type beasts, except with none of HP Lovecraft’s festering racism. And they survived.
Was in there a couple of days ago, am in Old Swan often. September 23rd you say? I shall mark that down in my diary. Are you topping the bill? Will there be groupies? I will be there for sure.