Friday, October 14, 2005

i wish i were a bomb 

I did go out for a birthday drink last night but in honour of Julia, not Thatcher, surprisingly. Hooray for the gorgeous ginger marble, my favourite beer in the world, now on draught in the Sandbar.

In the interests of balance I shall reproduce what adam said about Tuesday's gig.

To be honest, I didn't like it very much because he (Chris Mills) kept smiling and he has a funny smile and they sounded like coldplay only happier. And the audience! Where did they come from? They were all really loving it but noone has heard of this guy and I've never seen anyone like those people before. Where are they from? Is it an internet thing? It was like Al-Qaeda The audience were like Al-Qaeda with beards. No, not with beards. With shirts. Al-Qaeda with shirts and bald patches.

np: one colleague is singing the new magic numbers single, another is going for how much is that doggie in the window. oh joy


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