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(inspired by the Battles thread)
Frank Sinclair - horrible twat. You're only Frank Sinclair, mate.
not really horrible twats just not as welcoming as they could have been to someone very drunk in a fur coat asking where Travis were
Daley Thompson was unpleasant to one of my sister's friends.
Were thoroughly unimpressed at us bursting through the door to their rehearsal room due to a rugby tackle going a bit wrong.
he's sidekick Simon
every couple of months. I can't stop myself. I even know that Stella Street is called Dave Clifton in it.
silly little band, daft name, fuck off
all of the rest still applies
nah mate, i won't get on stage to fight you for calling you out for being a dick to my friend.
if you were expecting a throroughly pleasant evening?! Thats their WHOLE FUCKING THING FGS
He could do with taking down a peg or two.
You're a bishop's son from East Anglia: stop talking like a poor black teenager from The Bronx
Friend did a kick up with a pint glass to impress him
Bellamy "Bet you can't do this though"
Burns a £50
10 different footballers. Apparently Carlton Cole tried it and nearly blinded himself with some wayward clipper flint.
told my mate to 'piss off' when he asked him for an autograph. I thought it was pretty funny. My mate cried.
when they were playing a show together. Proper upset him as he was a big fan too.
Pen stealing prick
I don't imagine a signing is any fun at all, but he trampled all over my youthful dreams.
He's nice to my dad. Maybe you have to be mates with him for him to be nice to you?
who'd brought a sack of his books and asked them to be signed with just PP's name, clearly so he could sell them on.
Fuck you for having a threesome with two girls from my year at uni. One of them is now married to the guy who was her boyfriend at the time and I've no idea if he knows.
You sly dog.
I just wanted to share that story.
Dr. Hillary Jones - very rude
forgot I'd met Hilary Jones. Yes, he's a complete bell
was very unkind to a large group of children
Comes across all matey and chummy on the old telly. Bit of a prick when you meet him though.
This is like finding out Santa isn't real.
I was with a mate and my mate said `Fair play to what you've done this season - really impressive. Can I buy you a drink?` He just said `Why? Who do you support?` and my mate said `Erm, Arsenal?` and he just said `Well you can fuck off then` and just walked off.
Was a bit odd all in. Seemed a bit too aggy to be `just banter`.
he speaks normally in real life as well?
working at and let there kids trash the place. They didn't even buy a coffee, just came into get out of the rain.
what about Val Kilmer? i believe he's a complete bastard
love your band, but no one is impressed that you call people in Fucked Up by their stage names
than his tbh
used to come in about once a month, interrupt people's meals thinking they'd want a photo or something. 90% of the customers didn't give a shit and were clearly uncomfortable with the situation.
Two years earlier, I was interning somewhere and he came in for some interview or something. His assistant told me to get a coffee for him, but I fucked off out to lunch and he was gone by the time I'd returned.
Our local was the Chancellors which was right across the street from Riverside Studios where TFIF was filmed, so all the celebs used to go in there for drinks. Nearly all of them were nice - Neil Ruddock, Paul Heaton, Michael Ball and the truly lovely Danny Baker spring to mind.
I can't comment on Evans as the only time I met him was in the toilet. He was having a slash at the urinal and, being extremely drunk, I harangued him and kept saying what a total cunt he was. He didn't retaliate, just finished his piss and walked out without washing his hands. He probably is a cunt, but looking back I was even more of one.
My friend met Nick Oliveri in the bog once and he was apparently really nice. My friend pointed at him and said 'hey' and he did the same back then ruffled his hair or something.
Irrelevant story #1
was just at the place he was doing a show at, wasn't even there to see him.
but a personal one was johnny whitney, hurt really bad :(
said i loved BB and i was so gutted they were breaking up and he was just like 'ugh yeah whatever' and walked off :/
i saw em at Cockpit in Leeds, and they were all ill as fuck. maybe it affected him? who knows still a dikish move
seems like the band was pretty much already over and he wasn't happy with it, so probably wasn't much into making chat with a superfan but yeah, felt pretty harsh.
I met Johnny with Jaguar Love and he was nice enough, despite there only being about 20 people there
why? he always seemed like a darling
when I jokingly asked him if he'd like to sign up to the Morning Runner mailing list. "I'm just trying to watch my friend's band," he moaned. "And I'm trying to increase Morning Runner's fanbase so what?"
what do you think you'd be like if you were famous?
i'd be a complete belm, and savour settling old scores.
Implies he does in this song: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/violentfemmes/moremoneytonight.html
AGES ago bumped into Oliver Reed and said "Hello Oliver". Oliver Reed's reply was simply "Fuck Off".
and she was out with a friend a few years ago. They were on their way somewhere, and her friend said "Hey can we just quickly swing by my friend Carly's place on the way". So they did, and her friend Carly turned out to be *none other than 70s pop chanteuse Carly Simon*, that's all. By way of introducing Carly Simon to my sister, the mutual friend said "This is Susan, she's [x]'s girlfriend" (x being my sister's b/f at the time). To which Carly Simon replied "Oh is that right? Yeah I fucked him a few times".
Cue awkwardness, and they left shortly afterwards. But then about a week later, my sister got a handwritten letter of apology from 70s pop chanteuse Carly Simon, explaining that she'd been "in a bad place" that day etc etc. I've seen the letter, can report that Carly Simon has super girly handwriting.
You're so vain you probably thought that horrible slight was about you. Sorry.
70s Pop Chanteuse, Carly Simon
In his pub in Manchester. He had a bunch of LPs with 50p written on them against the wall in the main pub area so I assumed they were for sale. The only one that I wanted didn't have 50p on so we asked the lady at the bar if this was also 50p. He came in with all his kids in a track suit scoffing cheese and onion crisps and said they are not for sale. The end.
Nothing other of note.
he was having a go on the coconut shy, failing to win one after a load of goes. I offered to get one for him - threw ball, got coconut, gave it to him - He took it and walked off.
Didn't say thank you.
and they were alright.
in fairness myself and the ex when in a bar in NY asking him if he had any drugs was maybe a bit unfair, once he stopped his 'just cos i'm in a band you think i have fucking drugs' shite and we apologised he was very nice and we talked about glasgow crowds, kandinksy (myself and the ex were having an ongoing argument about him) and where else we should go in NY.
did he have any drugs or not?
Was working at wedding (daughter of the guy who owned Ladbroke's - I worked for 24 hours straight - £5.00 an hour - Elton John did a 40 minute set - £1.1 million) and I was running a bar. Frankie Dettori - who was very hyper shall we say - asked me to get him a cab and find his wife.
"What does your wife look like?"
"You know what? Fuck my wife"
He got in the cab and left.
Gary Lineker's ex-wife was also there. They'd just split and she spent ages talking about it really loudly.
Like he was going to pay for you to have some nookie with his missus? I mean, he's a little fella by trade, so...
He was selling Wu Tang tea towels at ATP and I went to buy one. I had it in my hands and asked the price. He told me they were £15 which I baulked at, so he snatched it back off me and said "Don't buy it then". Fucking arsehole.
but I was once visiting another city and went into an indie record store, and the guy behind the counter was the front man in a borderline cross-over indie band I loved from 5 years or so earlier and had been to heaps of their gigs, and had chatted with the band quite a bit.
When I went in he immediately recognised me and said "hi", and I reacted as though I didn't know who he was.