prancingpony

But am still all kinds of excited

and am all kinds of excited

I saw them play at The Garage the other day and I still really love the old songs like The Hill and How are we. I bought the album and was a bit annoyed more of the old stuff wasn't on there because like Navajo says, the first 2 EPs really are great examples of Steadman's beautiful words and this has been slightly diluted on the new album. I do agree with the name thing though, I do find their name completely charmless because there's nothing original about it

Surely it has to be?

Super Furry Animals

as is The Royal Tenenbaums.

I'm pretty damned excited about this news

The most annoying thing about Benicassim is that it's such a mission to get to but I went last year and the year before and it really doesn't get any better.

I'm not doing it again, the bands were amazing but surely there has to be an easier way to watch them. Plus the line-up this year really isn't that good

I was stranded in Valencia because all the coaches, hire cars, trains etc were fully booked and I had booked my flights to and from Barcelona so we copuld have a week there before the festival.

Outside Valencia train station this random Spanish guy pulled up and offered to take my frinds and I to Barcelona airport for €75 each which was a bargain compared to a new flight.
As we drove down the motorway, there were a number of tolls and charges to be paid so we offered to pay them to thank him for the ride. He then took it a bit further and asked us to pay for a new tank of petrol, which we refused (the cost of this trip had now gone up to €200 euros and we had not even paid our agreed €75 euros yet)at which point he went into the petrol station to settle his bill and came back to the car. As he sat back in the driver seat, he started fumbling with something in his pocket. He started the engine and carried on back down the motorway. He then pulled a knife out and in the little English he know shouted €400 now. Between the 4 of us we had given him pretty much all the cash we had already and were really scared. He refused to stop and would not let us go to a cash point in case we went for help. So he made us empty our wallets whcih turned out to be €350 so the driver was prepared to give us a "discount".

He then pulled up at the airport, wished us a safe journey home and gave us his mobile number in case we were ever stuck in Valencia again!!

It was a hell of a journey home, crazy man

The past is a grotesque animal

Pick me, pick me, pick me!!

Jonathan Ames