Thursday, May 20, 2004
Ashes
How the hell is it four years since the Wolverhampton gig? Since DFM and Blackpool and London and waking up on the floors of strangers and falling over in heavy metal pubs (or was it Irish pubs?) and (allegedly) drinking fifteen pints of Guinness in five hours and demanding to be let into a nightclub because of who I am (and being turned down! "Not with those trainers, mate" - "these are the fucking coolest trainers you'll ever see; I was in a posh London hotel drinking port with popstars till 1am last night, go and EAT A BAG OF DICKS"*) and videos with Danny burried up to his neck in sand by a little girl and and and and? How am I TWENTY FIVE? It all went to pot in 2001, maybe.
* N.B. I may not have said the 'bag of dicks thing'. I may not have said any of it.
Thanks to Muzzy for inspiring the email that this is adapted from. GO GO GLASTO; make sure you see Orbital for me!
NJS
5/20/2004 08:53:00 am
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3 Comments:
Have they confounded you Nick? I take it you've heard what's coming... what are they going to do for us this time round?
That would be telling and I am totally, utterly sworn to secrecy. I may have exclaimed "Where the fuck did that come from?!" at one point though. Had I heard it. Which I haven't.
all went to pot in 2001
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