Never Meet Your Heroes
They're bound to disappoint - like the time we booked Wayne Hussey for the B3ta Radio Show. Five minutes before we're due to record, Wayne
phones, lost on the M25 with his Brazilian wife screaming in the background. Not so much the King of Goth, as a hen-pecked flake.
( , Thu 25 May 2006, 14:17)
They're bound to disappoint - like the time we booked Wayne Hussey for the B3ta Radio Show. Five minutes before we're due to record, Wayne
phones, lost on the M25 with his Brazilian wife screaming in the background. Not so much the King of Goth, as a hen-pecked flake.
( , Thu 25 May 2006, 14:17)
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Pete Doherty and Kate Moss
Met them quite unexpectedly at Glastonbury last year. Was walking along one of the raised wooden walkways (to avoid being up to your waist in mud), when suddenly a car pulls up right next to me, and I step down into the mud so the passenger window is where my face is. I glance in, and there are good old Pete and Kate, who both look directly at me. Being Glastonbury and being me, I'm wearing a big blue fuzzy hat and have mud on my face - basically a very happy, if a little demented, hippy.
Being at a complete loss for anything to say, I do the first thing that comes into my head - I stand stiffly to attention and give them a great big salute, twirly hands and everything.
Kate just looked a little scared, but Pete, bless him, grinned and ripped off a perfect copy of my salute. Then the car drove off again. What a nice bloke.
Then I went to find the beer tent.
( , Mon 29 May 2006, 13:52, Reply)
Met them quite unexpectedly at Glastonbury last year. Was walking along one of the raised wooden walkways (to avoid being up to your waist in mud), when suddenly a car pulls up right next to me, and I step down into the mud so the passenger window is where my face is. I glance in, and there are good old Pete and Kate, who both look directly at me. Being Glastonbury and being me, I'm wearing a big blue fuzzy hat and have mud on my face - basically a very happy, if a little demented, hippy.
Being at a complete loss for anything to say, I do the first thing that comes into my head - I stand stiffly to attention and give them a great big salute, twirly hands and everything.
Kate just looked a little scared, but Pete, bless him, grinned and ripped off a perfect copy of my salute. Then the car drove off again. What a nice bloke.
Then I went to find the beer tent.
( , Mon 29 May 2006, 13:52, Reply)
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