I remember a weekend break up north to the town of my birth, Inverness, with my last girlfriend, and on the second day, the first thing I did when I woke up was put on my cans and listen to some music. She was absolutely outraged that I wasn’t giving her the “holiday-morning-treatment” (or whatever the fuck these specimens called women expect), but I could feel myself going crazy because I had gone over 24 hours without listening to music. I needed my fix.

To sumarise, I feel a No Music Day is absolutely fucking ludicrous.

So stick that up yer bollocks.

But that’s probably because you play with your back to the audience. In fact, I think you’d probably play in the next room if the rest of the band would allow it.

Granted, this may be the equivalent of being called “the tallest midget” or something, but I think the point still stands.

Marc Riley played them tonight – that’s top news.

There is some concerted effort to ban BBC radio(?) from playing music next year. We’ll see!

That’s astounding news re: Merusault!! Congrats darlings xoxo

Hollyoaks would be so much better if you guys were given the script 20 minutes before filming started.

I was sold on going a day or two, but not a whole week. (That said, I had no idea it was this past Saturday, and spent the day at a 7-hour long concert… whups.)