Showing posts with label douchebag. Show all posts
Showing posts with label douchebag. Show all posts

Friday, 6 March 2009

SPREADING THE JOY

We put on a night with GETME, and only miserable males showed up. That's fine though.





(thumbsucking?)

Dom Joly came!!!

John and Mr Joly had a fight. John looks like a badly behaved primate in this sequence.




Then Bruno kicked Jiro in the balls.

Then Jiro kicked Bruno in the balls.

Jiro was pleased.

I didn't talk to anyone I haven't known for at least a year and Alex and I split 80 quid. It was a great success.

Tuesday, 3 March 2009

Saturday, 4 October 2008

Concrete and Glass: TV on the Radio at Cargo

Finally we went to Cargo to watch Telepathe and TV on the Radio. Getting in was really hectic and it made me really glad that I wasn't one of the people that had paid £25 because TV on the Radio were playing, only to spend half the night standing on Rivington Street before finally giving up and going to watch Selfish Cunt.

She's in Telepathe. We missed them.

Mischa Barton was there. Click on the photo - there's a terrifying woman behind her.

TV on the Radio were amazing. They played lots of songs from the excellent Dear Science and classics like Dirtywhirl, Wolf Like Me and Staring at the Sun sounded incredible.
This girl loved them so much she felt compelled to keep shouting "East London loves you". Her boyfriend had a tattoo of a heart behind his ear. I really grew to dislike them both.
Nowadays gigs are watched through the screen of the camera in front of you.
It was very hot.
Bless.

Monday, 14 July 2008

Wee-ly Embarrassing

School comes with many opportunities for embarrassment but I'd hazard a guess that being forced by your bitch of a teacher to continue on stage, in front of your classmates and parents, after pissing yourself is probably going to haunt you for a long long time.

Thursday, 10 July 2008

Like Falling off a Log



Yes, please Tim. Please share your wisdom of the world with us. Please tell me what I should do with my life, what I should aspire to. Oh, I should wear huge fucking shorts that make me look like an infant? Great, will do. I should open up my set at Glastonbury in front of hundreds of families and play songs about eating pussy and shouting about bitches licking my balls over the tannoy?? Yes, I will do.

This man is a great role model and someone you should probably listen to.

Monday, 2 June 2008

Door Blog pt.2




Turns out this blog is slowly turning into a catalogue of car accidents. How long until we have to up the ante and it turns into a fetish website for JG Ballard-types??

The best thing about this one is the sknny ginger guy who'd obviously made the mistake by opening the van door too quickly sat inside the car listening to lonely love songs like 'All by myself' until the AA turned up.

Saturday, 24 May 2008

douchebag douchebag douchebag



Like a complete douchebag I went out last night and missed my plane to go on holiday this morning. I didn't even get as close as the picture suggests (that isn't me), its not like i was running late and got there just past check-in. I completely fucked it up and woke up at the exact time the flight took off. In a way that's kind of impressive.

Having to pay loads of money to fly out tomorrow isn't.