SEE THESE TWO COLD FINGERS. THESE CROOKED FINGERS
We ain't happy today. And are we the only ones who don't agree with all this "support our troops" bullshit? We don't want anyone in the army to die, but we don't want any Iraqis to get bombed either. "You can't protest anymore, it isn't worth it and it's sending a bad message to our boys". Fuck off. Well done to all the kids who walked out of school, and keep on keepin on everybody. We can get over all this mess, we're good people.

Let's move on to some music news.

Manics, Charlatans and REM headlining this year's Move festival. It's only down the road, but we won't be going.

From Popbitch:
Interpol have signed a deal with LA Style hair gel
for $10,000 and a free lifetime supply.
Bless.
In other Interpol news, singer Paul tells us something we really didn't know at all about them there White Stripes. Full interview here.

Tatu will win Eurovision.

Hot Hot Heat touring UK.

Now go switch the telly on and get angry about something important.

OH SANTA CRUZ. YOU KNOW YOU'RE NOT THAT FAR
So, it's on then. Oh dear. Did you hear that army guy on the news? "It's hammer time"?!? America, you're fucked. But don't worry, the revolution will come.

Also worthy of mucho worrying; this week's NME> Avril Lavigne on the cover? What's that aboot?
The NME went ahead with their silly "Women in Rock" thing, patronising us all beyond belief. In news, Fran Healy grows his hair and Uggo boy and McCulloch cover "Walk on the Wild Side". Eminem plays a tiny gig in Detroit. Damon's the only one left in blur (cos, ya know, Dave Rowntree doesn't really count). Beasties are back and anti war. Noel's a bit daft. Axis of justice thing says stuff. Iraqi westlife, or summat. Libertines drink lots. Mick Jones = scary but great, and Elton keeps up the effort to make Catholicism cool (see David Beckham). Hot Hot Heat choose some half half decent tunes. Carl Libertine used to be a nude art model.
The Rogers Sisters look cool. We were there in that picture a few weeks ago. *sigh*
So then, the 10 women who apparently rule rock. Of Karen O there is no doubt. Avril Lavigne is about as rock as my nan. Kelly O is great, and you can just shut up. You gotta love The Mighty TATU (tm Popjustice). Pink's allowed in, cos she's a bit lezzie. VV is coolness. Peaches is kinda, ya know, old. Missy rocks. Meg is a goddess. Ms Dynamite jumped the shark long ago. Which begs the question:
Why are there 11 women here? Karen+Avril+Kelly+TATU1+TATU2+Pink+VV+Peaches+Missy+Meg+Dynamite = 11 NME fools! Just cos you're all fancy writers doesn't mean you don't have to bother with maths. Dullards.
There's lumped together stuff about Madonna, Ladytron, Lisa Maffia, Avril Lasnoozefest, Charlotte Ash talking about rock girls, and other stuff. Actually, there seems to be quite a lot in this week. Weird. We are undecided this week.
Aphex Twin returns. Huzzah! So do The Cardigans and Linkin Krap. Not so good.
Hot Hot Heat are record of the week, which is fair enough.
Oh how we love The Thrills. And god bless the MC5.
Who'd wanna go to the V festival? Thrills (not The) returns. Letters fun. Mobile pictures of Wayne Coyne and Fab pre-hairsnip. And next week, the NME misses the boat by at least 18 months, giving us a guide on how to dress like The Strokes (see me two years ago). And that's yer lot.

So there ya go. I got nowt left to say really. Oh, buy Mojo this month, it's got a nice little book of 100 singles, with pretty pictures.

We love pretty pictures.