Maybe, being locked in a branch of Topman over night whilst the same 10 track compilation of pseudo-indie blares out over the tannoy as you try to sleep beneath a pile of ill advised cardigans.
I actually did get locked in Topman for an hour when the girl left in charge of locking up didn't realise I was in the stock room sorting stuff out, stupid bitch.
The police and security came bolshing into the store 'cuz I set off the sensor alarms (which obviously I didn't realise 'cuz they're silent).
We put the music screen on for company which played the Kooks, Interpol, Dancing Days and the Klaxons... I still hate that girl for what she did!
getting trapped in a conversation with a coked up 19 year old in a broken straw hat and a fratellis tour tshirt who is groaning on about how Indie was better "back in the day", having had your arms sellotaped to your side so you cant punch him in the throat.
surely Reading is a bigger hell. the 14-18-year-old haircut parade spending three days pretending to be indie and going 'crazy' with the first sup of stella touching their lips, giving out 'free hugs' (has anyone actually EVER paid for a hug?), worshipping the ground that johnny borrell and other unfortunately famous tossers walk on whilst only singing up for the big hits, all the while showing a complete disregard for anyone within a three-mile radius. then there's the carcinogenic smog that must be fought through on sunday night/monday morning when all the 'crazy' kids have stolen and burnt gazebos, tents and wellies that don't belong to them all for.. what? shits and giggles? fuck off. the lot of you.
She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly
in one headphone, Dan Deacon the other whilst I sit for hours and watch the loading screen for Treasure Island Dizzy on the Amstrad only for it to inevitably come up with Syntax Error B one there is one line left to fill.
... charcoal briquettes... t-shirts tucked into your shorts... sandals AND white socks... everyone around you are professional couples... everyone around you is singing that "we only want to GET DRUNK!!!" manics song that they heard on This Life... someone laughs at you for buying vinyl... someone laughs at your bearsuit t-shirt... while stuck watching a terrible band the person next to you will be going on about how they were "great on jools holland"... the crowd is HUGE for Radiohead but only dances and sing along to three songs and wanders off bemused at the end...
at the main stage of radio 1's one big weekend, with chris moyles and his cronies (who have to laugh at every joke he makes, it' sin their contract), except when he says the kooks, fratellis etc are BRILLIANT, as i'm sure he would do, he isn't actually joking...
bound and gagged with a million people in a queue denouncing every band you have ever loved and/or saying "well I liked them before you when they were underground you don't even have their blah blah ep you don't even dress the right way to like this music"
With support from Shed Seven's Jazz Odessey, and The Kooks Poetry Slam as an aftershow event.
All watched from behind a bunch of people recording the gig on their mobile phones, talking to one another through each song about how 'mashed' they are.
L'enfer, c'est les autres!
Maybe, being locked in a branch of Topman over night whilst the same 10 track compilation of pseudo-indie blares out over the tannoy as you try to sleep beneath a pile of ill advised cardigans.
lol
I actually did get locked in Topman for an hour when the girl left in charge of locking up didn't realise I was in the stock room sorting stuff out, stupid bitch.
The police and security came bolshing into the store 'cuz I set off the sensor alarms (which obviously I didn't realise 'cuz they're silent).
We put the music screen on for company which played the Kooks, Interpol, Dancing Days and the Klaxons... I still hate that girl for what she did!
how about
getting trapped in a conversation with a coked up 19 year old in a broken straw hat and a fratellis tour tshirt who is groaning on about how Indie was better "back in the day", having had your arms sellotaped to your side so you cant punch him in the throat.
Kick him in the cunt?
thats pretty intense...
atp?
indie auschwitz. almost hell.
hahaha.
surely Reading is a bigger hell. the 14-18-year-old haircut parade spending three days pretending to be indie and going 'crazy' with the first sup of stella touching their lips, giving out 'free hugs' (has anyone actually EVER paid for a hug?), worshipping the ground that johnny borrell and other unfortunately famous tossers walk on whilst only singing up for the big hits, all the while showing a complete disregard for anyone within a three-mile radius. then there's the carcinogenic smog that must be fought through on sunday night/monday morning when all the 'crazy' kids have stolen and burnt gazebos, tents and wellies that don't belong to them all for.. what? shits and giggles? fuck off. the lot of you.
exactly the reason I stopped going to Reading
too many kids acting like idiots who get pissy and upset once you tell them to stop acting like twats.
^ you mean they wouldnt sleep with you,
HAH!
A neverending JJ72 gig...
... with no Hilary!
Being stuck in a desert for days on end
only to come across Oasis.
^ 9/10
An overlooked classic!
now
that is a good one
continued for infinity
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Crystal Castles playing
in one headphone, Dan Deacon the other whilst I sit for hours and watch the loading screen for Treasure Island Dizzy on the Amstrad only for it to inevitably come up with Syntax Error B one there is one line left to fill.
Isn't that what most of us lot do
on here? swaping the odd artist and old school computer game for some?
that was always really annoying
couldn't ever get Gauntlet to load. I loved the sound of the cassette loading though!
being surrounded by pretentious types
with their trilbies and glasses of white wine.
A John Peel show without...
...any Bonkers happy harcore, reggae, drill n bass, early country-blues or Relapse grindcore
^ i.e. the festive 50
V Festival
... charcoal briquettes... t-shirts tucked into your shorts... sandals AND white socks... everyone around you are professional couples... everyone around you is singing that "we only want to GET DRUNK!!!" manics song that they heard on This Life... someone laughs at you for buying vinyl... someone laughs at your bearsuit t-shirt... while stuck watching a terrible band the person next to you will be going on about how they were "great on jools holland"... the crowd is HUGE for Radiohead but only dances and sing along to three songs and wanders off bemused at the end...
You went to V 2006
as well then lol!
being stuck
at the main stage of radio 1's one big weekend, with chris moyles and his cronies (who have to laugh at every joke he makes, it' sin their contract), except when he says the kooks, fratellis etc are BRILLIANT, as i'm sure he would do, he isn't actually joking...
i imagine
thats what the Plan B 'singles listening table' is like.
you might not enjoy the
fratelli-a-like 'indie' lot cluttering the place up now but for me indie hell would be being sent back to '91 and indie consisting entirely of
Kingmaker
Neds Atomic Dustbin
Mega City 4
ARGHHHHH! I'm not going back! I've got so much more to live for now.
Fuck me, It's Kingmaker
Been there, done that, got the t-shirt! ;-)
I have Kingmaker, Neds, Carter USM
vinyl still. I'm kind of reluctant to get rid of it though, at the time it was the best.
*feels conflicted*
haha, me too!
we could form a club!
i actually bought a Neds Best Of last week for £2.99 in that Play.com sale!
Don't forget the stuffies too!
no please do...!
and the senseless things as well...
ah, it was fun at the time...
never!
it's so my era!
^ BAN REQUEST!
Kingmaker = LOVE
Mega City 4 = MAD LOVE
Neds Atomic Dustbin = CRAZY IN LOVE!
1991 > 2008
Sat on a chair
bound and gagged with a million people in a queue denouncing every band you have ever loved and/or saying "well I liked them before you when they were underground you don't even have their blah blah ep you don't even dress the right way to like this music"
the words
"i prefer their earlier stuff"
Being forced at gunpoint
to go to an Oasis curated festival. Carling, The Enemy, Hard Fi and the rest of the line up would be Oasis tribute bands
And the Courteeners, naturally
Kula Shaker covering every Ocean Colour Scene song, ever - twice
With support from Shed Seven's Jazz Odessey, and The Kooks Poetry Slam as an aftershow event.
All watched from behind a bunch of people recording the gig on their mobile phones, talking to one another through each song about how 'mashed' they are.
*twitches*
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