Kylie, Somerset & a deaf brother
Bit of a pea.

Oh, only a little thing.

Cast your minds back to 2000 and a Channel 4 television show presented by Zöe Ball and Jamie Theakston called The Priory. Each week had a competition and on the week Kylie Minogue was a guest the spangly prize was a pair of Glastonbury tickets.

I duly entered and was announced as the winner by Ms Minogue live on air hence the deaf sibling who made the mistake of standing next to me at the precise moment my name flashed up on screen and I screamed the house down.

Said brother still hasn't forgiven me for watching Basement Jaxx on the Sunday night instead of Sir David of Bowieshire.

Length? Three days long baby!
(Sahara Desert http://www.twitter.com/thesaharadesert for swears, Sat 30 Apr 2011, 21:08, 2 replies)

David Bowie is right up there with Nirvana, The Beatles, U2 and The Smiths
in the over-rated, fetishised deification stakes.

Mind - Kylie can fuck right off as well - Mrs Vagabond got free tickets to see her at the O2 the other day, left early, and returned home saying she needed to cleanse herself with some New Model Army, Jesus & Mary Chain and Sisters Of Mercy.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Sun 1 May 2011, 6:41, closed)

I too chose Basement Jaxx over Bowie
No regrets.
(doran, Wed 4 May 2011, 20:14, closed)