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There are many things I love about October. Like chilly evenings when you walk through brown crunchy leaves on the ground, and the smell of bonfires. Or clear, starry black skies dotted with fireworks launched by feisty young urchins in the city parks ( Read more... )

Dear Santa Claus,

For my Christmas present this year I would like one of these:


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( What does it all MEAN?! )

Disaster strikes as all three members of Q Without U lose their contact lenses simultaneously, mid-song


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I'm going to assassinate Keane.

No, really.

I haven't been able to listen to my Walker Brothers compilation recently, cos everytime I put it on the stereo I can see that fat wee f!cker Tom Whatsisname's ruddy face, wobbling and pouting like a spoilt jellyfish crying for its mother.

When I first heard the new Interpol album, I was a bit underwhelmed by it to say the least. Certainly didn't grab me by the knackers as their debut album did.

Then Lisa was playing it in her kitchen at the weekend, and I thought Eh? This is a bit good, isn't it? The whole thing sounded great.

In the words of Des Lynam - How Did They Do That?

Name a CD you own that no-one else on your friends list does

Probably Will I Ever Be Inside Of You by Paul Quinn & The Independant Group, although I copied it onto a tape for ( Read more... )