Best gig in ages! For free! If you win! Otherwise you have to pay! But you should go anyway! Or you'll miss out! I've had too much caffeine! I'm listening to Ryan Adams!
So, how's about this then? The somewhat arousing 'crew' at Eat Your Own Ears came up to me in a discrete Kilburn, North London, venue last Thursday, thrust a knife in my face and said, "if you don't give your sexy readers a pair of tickets as a competition prize, I'll tear you a new face."
Of course, I heartily obliged, telling Mr. Ears that all he need do in the future is send me an e-mail and we can avoid all of these violent unpleasantries. He looked a little shaken and threw my thai red curry all over my crotch and ran off, in pursuit of someone that looked a lot like Coronation Street's Steve MacDonald.
So, anyway, to keep my end of the bargain (and my face), here's something:
Thursday July 13th
Animal Collective + Battles + Adem + Kria Brekkan
Click here for tickets
Of course, you may prefer to enter the following competition, by e-mailing colin [dot] roberts [at] drownedinsound [dot] com with the subject line 'Sweet mother, I collect animals'. Yeah, just answer this sodding question before Wednesday lunchtime, innit.
If Noah was able to get two of each and every animal on his ark before the flood of forty days and forty nights, why on earth couldn't Josh Hartnett stay celibate for the same amount of time?
Thanks to Tom of Eat Your Own Ears for this jazz. I like his hair.