I’m not a grasshopper, I’m an ant, and I’m definitely going to survive winter.*
*the rest of the week
When I came in this afternoon, Kieran said I looked like I was wearing a bathrobe, and when I took off my jacket he said I looked like a schoolboy.
Whatever it’s poncho season and I am great at dressing myself for the cold!
Just, fuck everything.
Yeah ok why not. #berny
NEW MOST TREASURED POSSESSION 😍😍😍
Yeah ok.
I loved them SO MUCH. I would come home from school every day in year 9 and listen to their whole show and all my family would hear of me before six pm was the sound of my cackling.
Found: amusingly detailed timetable I made at 14 for my first ever festival: Livid 2000. As you can see, I had exceptional taste from early on.
Seriously though I still remember that Regurgitator set as one of my favourite festival sets of all time. And in the end, seeing No Doubt instead of Bodyjar was the right choice.
Out last night for a friend’s birthday and enthused to the excellent Dee when Captain Beefheart came on. She asked me what I thought was: whether I had heard the “deer bongo nose story”. I was confused. I had not.
What she had actually been talking about was the “‘Dear Bongo, no’ story”, which turns out is the response Beefheart sent to Bono when Bono asked if he would like to collaborate.
Look this comes courtesy of a person who I generally like well enough but who also has a tiresome schtick of being abrasive and unpleasant on social media. I’m getting really SICK of people being straight up hateful for lolz but I am cripplingly non-confrontational so here, have some venting.
You aren’t being hilariously edgy, you’re just being a fucking jerk.
