Does exactly what it says on the tin. Some of the nonsense contained herein may be very loosely related to The Sisters of Mercy, but I wouldn't bet your PayPal account on it. In keeping with the internet's general theme nothing written here should be taken as Gospel: over three quarters of it is utter gibberish, and most of the forum's denizens haven't spoken to another human being face-to-face for decades. Don't worry your pretty little heads about it. Above all else, remember this: You don't have to stay forever. I will understand.
I suppose as long as the one with the white powder isn't a scouser in a dodgy tracksuit I'll be ok
Provided he doesn't offer my dad some as happened last time
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I appreciate that such things ain't a big deal to you big worldly wise people, but my innocent 15 year old self in a tightly packed arena next to about 10 drugged up Liverpudlians wasn't thinking about his street-cred at the time
Motz wrote:I appreciate that such things ain't a big deal to you big worldly wise people, but my innocent 15 year old self in a tightly packed arena next to about 10 drugged up Liverpudlians wasn't thinking about his street-cred at the time
To be honest - even as a big worldly wise person - 10 drugged up Liverpudlians would scare the crap out of me too I was just talking about wee
.........and I have no street cred - I've been a goth for 18/ 19 years - that gives you no street cred whatsoever
I never talk during music, at least during good music. If one hears bad music, it is one's duty to drown it in conversation.
...........they were probably waiting for him to launch himself off the stage again
*remembers Reading 1991 *
Reading 1991 was an absolute classic of a festival.
Spent the Friday watching Babes in Toyland, Silverfish, Nirvana, Dinosaur Jr, PWEI, Sonic Youth and then Iggy before going on a mad drink-and-snort-as-much-as-you-can nightmare ride through Saturday (I think I missed all the bands on Saturday) and then resurfacing shaken, glassy-eyed but still alive (only just though, but that's a different story) to partake in the delights of Captain Sensible, Dr Phibes and the House of Wax Equations, and then of course the Sisters rounding off the day on the main stage.
lazarus corporation wrote:
Reading 1991 was an absolute classic of a festival.
Spent the Friday watching Babes in Toyland, Silverfish, Nirvana, Dinosaur Jr, PWEI, Sonic Youth and then Iggy before going on a mad drink-and-snort-as-much-as-you-can nightmare ride through Saturday (I think I missed all the bands on Saturday) and then resurfacing shaken, glassy-eyed but still alive (only just though, but that's a different story) to partake in the delights of Captain Sensible, Dr Phibes and the House of Wax Equations, and then of course the Sisters rounding off the day on the main stage.
Ah, them were the daze...
Indeed it was - but can you believe that we only arrived after Nirvana played - I still haven't recovered
Still - Iggy was absolutely superb; we were wasted the entire time and Sisters were excellent
I never talk during music, at least during good music. If one hears bad music, it is one's duty to drown it in conversation.
...........they were probably waiting for him to launch himself off the stage again
*remembers Reading 1991 *
Reading 1991 was an absolute classic of a festival.
Spent the Friday watching Babes in Toyland, Silverfish, Nirvana, Dinosaur Jr, PWEI, Sonic Youth and then Iggy before going on a mad drink-and-snort-as-much-as-you-can nightmare ride through Saturday (I think I missed all the bands on Saturday) and then resurfacing shaken, glassy-eyed but still alive (only just though, but that's a different story) to partake in the delights of Captain Sensible, Dr Phibes and the House of Wax Equations, and then of course the Sisters rounding off the day on the main stage.
Ah, them were the daze...
THE best Reading festival...and from memory the '87-'93 era were all utter stormers!
Well I was handsome and I was strong
And I knew the words to every song.
"Did my singing please you?"
"No! The words you sang were wrong!"