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You Don't Know (For F@ck Sake) - Ed Sheeran & Yelawolf

Oh, and prevent me from commencing on 'don't get me started'. Allow me to begin on that one and we'll all be here 'til sparrow fart.

Agreed Moomin9, I can see why people might be a little hinky about it, but nonetheless in a sometimes unlovely world a bit of random loveliness like this is just, well... lovely. Happy 18th Lucy.

Jah Lush Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Annette Curtain Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > PIL ? > > > > Maybe they'd be better of swallowing a few in > > Zurich sometime soon > > > > Tragic really, my youth died as I watched them. > > I started to watch their set on Iplayer this > afternoon but after about five minutes I couldn't > take anymore. I tried again a little while later > but it was even worse. Embarrassing. @#$%& awful. > I couldn't watch anymore. Yet I saw them a couple > of years ago at Shepherds Bush Empire and they > were @#$%& excellent. PIL should always be experienced in a building with no windows in the performance area and all light electrically driven, saw them last year at the the Forum and they looked and sounded great, when performing songs. When Rotten took it upon himself to have a go at at the security staff for doing their job, and continued to do so between, it put a bit of a crimp in the evening. Though there was enough affirmation from the crowd for his rantings, so maybe it was me.

Just wait 'til Sue rouses herself, then we'll see what for! !

numbers Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > > PS very funny thread hooch, they don't make em > like this anymore!! ;) Ah, but they might Numbers (I'm hoping the name's not a reference to anything that's illegal and makes you sleepy) - no offence, all it takes is the right sort of people to stand up and be counted on to say the right sort of thing to the worst sort of wrong,uns over and over and over again. And if they happen to be youngsters... Just off the top of my head, running shoes with a suit. At a wedding. Recently. I'll hold my peace at that.

The Rolling Stones at Glastonbury? What were they thinking? That place is just an excuse for people to get hopped on goofballs.Or worse and fornicate. YES FORNICATE! Not a very fashionable word these days I know, but the mot juste in this instance. A French phrase of course, but I hear that like as not they invented fornication. Casual infidelity was bloody invented by them an' all, the buggers (pardon my french). And Mick? What was he like with his prancing? And them trousers? I swear, you could see what he had for his breakfast and what he was having for lunch the next day. And him a lord!! Any road, where was I? Oh yes, what possessed the Rolling Stones into attending that gilded palace of sin? My friend Noreen reckons they might have been asked by a group of devil worshiping royalty, but I reckon she's blethering. Although no one's saying anything about the fact that if you rearrange the letters of Michael Eavis you get I C A Evil Shame. Some fornicators'll call that coincidence I suppose. Edited, because I missed out a word. I'm that mithered.

How Long - Ace

StraferJack Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > People been to both saying sound was much better > than at Hyde park last year? > > My other half always gives out to me for reviewing > sound at a gig. I'm with LadyStrafer on this, the part of the looking over the concert where someone opines 'Yeah, but the SOUND was terrible/sh!t/poorly mixed/required acoustical dampers/the soundman summarily executed and thrown to the dogs/could have done with a bit more bass/treble/Jack Daniels or class A's in the drummer, always leave me all shuffle-footed and hangdog and eager to change the subject to the bass player's marital problems. Inside I'm always thinking 'it sounded OK to me'. I just don't really know what to add. Once I can discern the opening riff, most of the lyrics and the solos, which in my experience I can, all's well. An outside show where the wind is taking everything round the back of the next village? I could get that, but it's why I don't attend them sorts of overblown fetes. But then at a concert I'm always unjaded and in the moment/groove/somewhat pissed, so I reckon I'm just the sort of good egg the band is looking for.

Lowlander Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > http://www.hpa.org.uk/NewsCentre/NationalPressRele > ases/2012PressReleases/120323NinethousandTBcasesin > 2011/ > > We live in a free society. Turn your attention to > cars, fags and tobacco if you're that concerned. Good thinking LL, I'll order my fag to scrub down the 'Rrari while huffing down a Marby Red. That's me focused.

Best song/performance of a festival that I didn't attend or even watch that much of on the television (and I've got colour) just heard it on Radio BBC6 (DAB, I'll have you know) Nick Cave & TBS's 'People Ain't No Good'. Beautiful.

Though if there's an artisan cucumber relish stall...

ratty Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > ???? Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > 1990' no head, no tent,no bogs, no security, > > ravers vs angels v hippies vs crass type > > travellers.yup. Great > > > I actually went in 1990 primarily to see Boo Yah > Tribe. Didn't some traveller decapitate another > traveller in the green field or some such? Did two > smiling Buddhas, so might have errrr imagined it! Common error Ratty, what happened was that a traveler lost his head and proceeded to give head to another traveler. In the Green Field. The Chinese whispers influenced talk of the Smiling Buddhas caused the distorted story. Hope that's cleared it up. As the first traveler said to the second.

"We're going to take something to which you've grown unhappily accustomed, something borne out of convenience, not love or taste" What's the something to which you think I have grown accustomed? I'd then be able to figure out why I'm unhappy with it. Cheers. "that daily activity where your choice is dictated and conclusions are illusions. We're going take it back to what it should be about, inspired people sharing their passion with others". What choice? Who diktat come from? If I conclude that a visit to your space would be an all round good thing, am I being illusory? If I bowl up there as a punter, can I consider myself as 'creative' as the stallholders who've paid for their pitches? But, hey a shill's got to do what a shill's got to do, right?

"This ain?t no party, this ain?t no disco, This ain?t no fooling around This ain?t no Mudd Club, or CBGB, I ain?t got time for that now"

That's good news Newmski, glad it worked out well for puss. You, she/he and he/she's owner can now get tanked up and watch Glasto* - imagine if the Stones play Stray Cat Blues? Purrfect. * Just checking to see if *Bob*'s watching.

titch juicy Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > maxxi Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > titch juicy Wrote: > > > -------------------------------------------------- > > > ----- > > > maxxi Wrote: > > > > > > -------------------------------------------------- > > > > > > ----- > > > > titch juicy Wrote: > > > > > > > > > > -------------------------------------------------- > > > > > > > > > > ----- > > > > > get over the 'glasto' things > folks.....it's > > > > been > > > > > referred to as glasto forever > > > > > > > > > > > > only by knobs > > > > > > > > > only by anyone that's been, for the past as > > long > > > as i can remember > > > > > > amazing how upset people can get by a > > convenient > > > abbreviation- says a lot more about the > people > > it > > > upsets than the people that say/write it > > > > > > Who's upset? You don't have to be upset to call > a > > knob a knob. There are a lot of them about and > yes > > - they have been going for years. Still knobs. > An > > observation. 's all. > > > Why does it make them knobs? Now Maxxi and TJ, this is not the GLASTONBURY way. Maxxi, here, over to you. Draw down, nice and deep. And again. And one more. Hold it in. Pass it across. Now come on Maxxi, there'll be no bogarting on my watch. TJ, enjoy. Finish. Now. Isn't that better?

titch juicy Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > get over the 'glasto' things folks.....it's been > referred to as glasto forever TJ even if "it's been referred to" (by whom, by what?) as 'Glasto' for all future time as you claim, it doesn't make it right. It's sh!t. Oh, and to any adults calling 'shit', 'poo'. At least remember (if only just for me), it can also be called 'excrement', 'dung', 'leavings' or even 'droppings'. Anything but 'poo', unless you're under five or thereabouts. Anyone full grown, always sounds creey to me. No matter how widespread it's become.

Jah Lush Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I did the same Mr B. Working just around the > corner from Fleet Street I'd rush out every > Wednesday and get down there and get 'em a day > early too. NME read first cover to cover and > crossword done in minutes after a good chuckle at > The Lone Groover.* * JL it is the work of but seconds to conjure up some of the words to one of the LG's classics "Mucho,mucho,mucho marvey, I got a chick from Yugoslarvey" And the wisdom of the codpiece. It#s no wonder I still buy the magazine.

maxxi Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > titch juicy Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > get over the 'glasto' things folks.....it's > been > > referred to as glasto forever > > > only by knobs It's harsh. But accurate.

Jah Lush Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Blimey Mr B. You still read the NME? Respect. It > was our weekly musical bible fix when I was > younger so much younger than today. I'm unable not buy it JL. It's Wednesday, it's a full English and the NME. Even a few years back when there was probably about less than 70 odd per cent of it that I had an interest in I had to keep on getting it. I tried not to one week, but felt so odd it wasn't worth continuing to abstain. Used to buy all of the weekly inkies - working in the West End I got them a day earlier - I'm afraid unless a person didn't go home with the full weight (importance and heft) of Disc, Record Mirror, Sounds, Melody Maker and of course the New Musical Express, then a person was insufficiently informed of the music 'scene'. It wasn't just me, surely.

*Bob* Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I will everyone would stop calling it 'Glasto' > though, as it makes me want to vomit. I won't say EVERYONE *Bob*, just everyone over the age of nine. And talking about vomiting, adults who call their stomachs 'tummies'. "Tummy upset, you say? A good solid punch to the abdomen will cure you. Allow me".

But as far as the other participants are concerned: Keith Richards doesn't care about weather/sound problems as long as no one from the press comments on his current 'look' - a scarf worn under a long-sleeved T-shirt with the end of it peeking out draped over his left thigh. The thigh being encased in his gardening jeans and his feet being shoddily shod in his oldest jogging trainers. Cop yourself on Keith, man, I had a plumber round the other day whose working clothes showed more effort than you're putting in at the moment. Gimme Shelter? Give me strength for f@ck's sake, you look like a blind man with an indifferent attitude to clothes who sought advice from James May. When he was incoherently drunk. In a power cut. At midnight. Anyway it's not too late, you must still have a leopardskin/tigerskin jacket or two knocking about, a pair of leather strides you could have let out. No really, you must, please do it, while there's still time. Please. if you do, I'll find it my my heart to forgive the scarf/bandana/hanky. There. Charlie Watts - it's outdoors, it couldn't be less like Ronnie Scott's if it tried. If it rains very hard he's walking, he still remembers nearly drowning under those bubbles in the 'I Know It's Only Rock 'n' Roll' promotional film. He knows really that bubbles on a film set and heavy rain on a well protected stage in Somerset are not the same thing and he's just looking for an excuse to leave, but f@ck it he doesn't care. Get Yer Ya Yas Out - "Charlie's good tonight, in'ee" - Charlie doesn't want any of that flummery, he just wants his singer to project to the first few rows and not be expansive. Charlie knows his singer can't at least make 'jokey' references to the high ticket prices as he's done in recent shows, but he hopes he doesn't make any reference to the group supposedly taking a reduced fee to appear at Glastonbury. If the singer does that AND it's simultaneously slashing down then the possibility exists it'll be sticks casually over the shoulders, the well-shod foot sending a cymbal or two to the floor and the clobbering part of rhythm section exeunt. A thought occurs to Charlie, should he lamp the singer on the way out? He's done it before, after all. But the notion dies aborning. Too planned, too showy. Not the jazz way at all. Charlie reckons maybe he's spent too much time in business meetings with the singer. Charlie feels a pang of guilt over the thoughts he's been having about his singer, he's had good times with him over the years and of course the group probably wouldn't exist without the singer's determination. Still though. Charlie puts all thoughts of weather, walking off and singer punching and wonders in what medium he'll sketch his hotel suite. Ronnie, aware of the above, doesn't actually wish himself back on Class A narcotics, but feels a certain nostalgia for a time when it was all so easy for a working axeman to distance himself from it all. But now as fully responsible Rolling Stone, Ronnie gets back to practicing his guitar parts from 'Emotional Rescue'. Keith's allowed it to be played recently, so you never know...

I gather Mick is concerned about the weather, sound problems etc. According to this week's NME his position is/was that the deal was for a live concert, not a live or any other TV broadcast. He's mentioned U2's 2011 rain-washed, sound-problemed appearance, and I'm supposing is concerned that anything broadcast is out there in perpetuity. Or however tuity lasts I suppose.

Joe Jackson - early 80's, Dog Kennel Hill Estate. For a while.