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Monday, April 04, 2005

MY FRIEND CHARLIE

He lives under the sea, does Charlie. Uh-ho, here comes that lobster again...


Watch out, Charlie!

NOTEBOOKS OUT, PLAGIARISTS

Following my recent childish rant about The Wainrights being the new Bedingfields, I was amused to see The Independent on Sunday describe Martha and Rufus as "the Bedingfields of folk"...

A complete coincidence, I'm sure. But, if Simon Price does read this blog, I'd just like to say:

Sort yer hair out, mate: it's a fucking disgrace.

Or, if it was an IoS sub-editor, then I'd just like to say:

Since you've finally caught up w/ The Blogosphere (tm) and got round to running puffs on MIA and Joanna Newsom, then you might as well employ me now to write some stuff on Wooden Wand & The Vanishing Voice, Six Organs of Admittance, etc, so that they're sitting in your slush-drawer ready to run some time in the summer of '06. C'mon, guys, I've just got yr best interests at heart. Y'know it makes sense...

WHO HA

Apparently, Christopher Eccleston has just signed up to be the new Pope....