PEOPLE.
If you have not yet seen or heard this band, then you bloody well ought to.
Confuzin Jack. For all your "ohmygodfuckinawesome" music needs.
Update - I came back to Brighton today, travelled forever on delayed trains full of complete cretins with loud ipods and wankers braying loudly on their mobiles and some complete fuckheads who were showing each other their entire collection of shitty ringtones, and all of it lugging a heavy backback and a couple of other bags and utterly fucking knackered, and I finally got back to the house to find that the complete motherfucking gobshites who are charging me full rent as of today and who said that it would be finished IN JULY have still not finished the fucking place. It's a tip, there's wood and radiators and old carpet everywhere, half of it is still not papered, they haven't put half the floor in downstairs and I am so fucked off and tired I think I might just cry. Except instead I've come out to find internet cafe (still no internet etc) because I have a whole bunch of stuff to sort out and it's better than sitting in dust surrounded by building materials and sulking like a toddler. Plus the curry places are calling me with their sweet sweet spicy goodness.
If you have not yet seen or heard this band, then you bloody well ought to.
Confuzin Jack. For all your "ohmygodfuckinawesome" music needs.
Update - I came back to Brighton today, travelled forever on delayed trains full of complete cretins with loud ipods and wankers braying loudly on their mobiles and some complete fuckheads who were showing each other their entire collection of shitty ringtones, and all of it lugging a heavy backback and a couple of other bags and utterly fucking knackered, and I finally got back to the house to find that the complete motherfucking gobshites who are charging me full rent as of today and who said that it would be finished IN JULY have still not finished the fucking place. It's a tip, there's wood and radiators and old carpet everywhere, half of it is still not papered, they haven't put half the floor in downstairs and I am so fucked off and tired I think I might just cry. Except instead I've come out to find internet cafe (still no internet etc) because I have a whole bunch of stuff to sort out and it's better than sitting in dust surrounded by building materials and sulking like a toddler. Plus the curry places are calling me with their sweet sweet spicy goodness.
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