12.3.03

TURN ON THE BRIGHT LIGHTS
Our MP yesterday suggested Mr Blair stands down. Go Hilton!

We like The Interpols. They remind us of us in our suit rockin' days. Good times. Maybe we'll make like an accountant in The Pinstripes next time we get out for drinks and fun. Interpol poster in this week's NME.

Elsewhere in the weekly record or all things indie...Oasis are rolled out for the front cover cos the NME has no good interviews or stories. Tenacious D are fat and horrible. Coldplay didn't dare do nuffink about The Grammy's anti war ban thing. Lots of people are still against any war. Girls wear ties and try to be Karen O. Johnny Cash is great. It's South By Southwest. Ryan Adams has a nice jumper, oh, and he likes The White Stripes again. Leeds Fest have applied for 2 licenses. Bert McTwat is a cunt. Harry chooses some quite good tunes. Hope Of The States don't sound like they deserve to wear jackets that cool. Oasis play another gig which is the same as any other, and suddenly, we feel sad that it's gone. Silly filler feature about mobiles. NERD and Pharrell make lotsa records. Tenacious D are dull and won't be mentioned again.
Now here's the dilemma. Forget Nelly and Kelly, this is for real.
Strokes.
Or.
Libertines?
Also, Liam, or Debbie and Stripes? Interpol or Kurt? Decisions decisions. At the moment, we're picking Strokes, Debbie, White Stripes and Interpol.
Man, Evan Dando looks ooooooold. There's some nice Clash postcards. Yeah Yeah Yeahs are still coolness. We're annoyed cos we hate The Music, but now Kings Of Leon are supporting, but it's sold out, so we can't go. Oh well. Next week the NME will patronise us with an all girlies issue, and offend us by putting Avril Laspavril on the cover.
Please Mr NME. Don't do it. Don't put her on the cover. We don't like her. The Management will not be happy.

Get well soon Megs. Especially before April 8th. Jack needs you. We need you.

The new Blah video is really really bad. Seriously, total garbage.

MC5 reforming.

Everything Keith Richards says is legendary.

Hey, we just realised, we resurrected The Fabled NME Review. Wow. Even though it was all compacted like, we kinda liked it.

When we grow up, we wanna be on Des 'n' Mel's celebrity board.

10.3.03

YOU SEE, WAR IS NOT THE ANSWER
Marvin got it right. Dear old fat Fred nearly got it right, he just can't formaculate a sentinence.
So anyway, go here. E-mail your MP, and Number 10, and just do everything it says right there. Thanks to our MP for voting against the war too.

While looking for a Fred Durst "agreeance" news story, we came across this. And it really does make us smile. It says something when your website has a page to answer all the rumours. Our fave rumour has to be "Rick Aguilera".
"Hey X-tina, I love the way you don't wear any clothes!!! Are you related to Dave Aguilera from down my pub? It's just, ya know, you have the same name and stuff."
OUR TIME
"I can't understand why everyone thinks we're lesbians.'' Us neither TATU girl, us neither.

Karen O, is that you? (That probably doesn't make any sense unless you've seen the pictures from The Face, but, oh well.)

We love Flip Flop Flyin's new Minipops! Our favourites (obviously) are The Strokes and The Libertines.

Yesterday, we passed our time by watching Masters Of The Universe. Yeah. Don't fuck with Skeletor.

Who the fuckin hell are you?

Why do we read this? Seriously, we have no idea. We dunno half the people they talk about, yet we read on anyway.

Sometimes we are strange.

Sometimes?