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I'm really pissed off. Does anyone want to come round to my flat so I can punch them please? Thanks.
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I'm stoned and I've just written a hit single
for arranging interviews for the uni radio station, because I might piss off the PR companies for contacting them when the Head of Music (the person who had a go at me) has already contacted them. Despite the fact that the all but one of the interviews are in London. And the one artist I tried to interview in Bristol, I asked her to contact for me first. Which she then claimed I didn't do. But I did. I remember the exact time and fucking place that I asked her. And I'm doing it directly through the artists themselves, not the PR companies. And nothing's ever been said to me before (even though now it's "You keep doing it!"). And I've never, ever complained when I've had to spend 2 hours trying to get hold of the station dictaphone from the last person who had it so I could interview fucking Wolfmother, or when I've walked 45 mins across town for a gig that I'm supposed to have been guestlisted for, only to find out that I'm not on the guestlist. And that I put more effort into writing constructive, useful reviews of CDs for the PR companies than possibly anyone else in the world. And she gives me the whole "Look, you're a nice guy and everything..." talk. Just fuck off.
I'd quite like to tell her to go fuck herself.
my left hand to work at the same time as my right one when playing this bloody keyboard, so my super-secret musical project just might not come to fruition