Rory

If it was on BBC HD, how was it a prank?

Clunge.

Her name is Kris Akabusi Awooga Bell Le Tissier.

I love it. Not being in Soton, I am getting all nostalgic travelling around the place. Nice to see the Google car stuck in the always horrendous traffic queue on Howard Road

Perhaps you should get off your gurt behind and do some work about the house, Weston Super Saint. I'm listening to Morrissey -- Viva Hate. Have been listening to the entire Smiths and Morrissey back catalogue all day today while enjoying the sunshine around town. There is so much skirt about today. It is bliss.

Vampire Weekend -- White Sky. Pitchfork has cemented its status as the best website on the planet by adding all sorts of new features, including the chance to listen to snippets of every song on every album they've ever reviewed (I think, I've not checked them all).

me too lmfao!

"Stop breathin', breathin' for me, now." Ooo.

I saw it and they were all from Southampton. One of them (the Amy Winehouse impersonator) was amazing. Gorgeous.

Hi all, just testing out my new camera:

I'm going

Soup is fantastic, cup-a-soups are not. Soup week binges are also a great way to get into shape fast.

Today -- Been to the gym, popped into town for a bit of shopping. Out in Newcastle tonight. Saturday -- Recover. Might watch the Khan fight. Sunday -- Not sure yet. Possibly gym. "Oh, a gym."

Christ knows why you'd want to see Metallica in the first place. Sick, sick, sick.

Knowing that the drummer from Coldplay cares about the club sure does make me feel bad about myself.

I quite like it and am looking forward to hearing it in clubs but, seriously, anyone could make the music Calvin Harris does. I love Girls and Acceptable in the 80s but I can't understand how he's become so successful with his amateur tracks.

I have us finishing 22nd, two points behind Blackpool. 23rd Barnsley 24th Charlton Norwich playing Charlton on the last game of the season will decide our fate.

Been sent this on Facebook: It's been a long time. We shouldn't have left you... After the touring for OLTA came to an end, we all dispersed to tend to our individual personal lives. ...And to get our ducks in a row. Now the band has reconvened, and we are rehearsing new songs. We find ourselves marveling at the tremendous focus that has defined our early rehearsals for this, our 4th effort. All kidding aside, we feel like a new band. Once again, we have no concept to this batch of song-writing. (We are often asked about our intentions when we set out to write music.) There is rarely any intention to this process. We just make the music. And without going into too much detail, the songs sound vital. It's as though we've hit upon a balance between our urgency and our calm. And true to our better work, this is music that unravels over time. We anticipate that, once it's done, you high-minded folks will welcome the music... into your bedrooms...to swagger and breathe... It's still early, yet, though. We will keep you posted. In the meantime, a couple of us have kept ourselves busy with extra-curricular activities. Carlos has made a film called http://www.myfriendstoldmeaboutyou.com/>My Friends Told Me About You and Sam has released a record with his band Magnetic Morning. And we hope that you're all weathering well the turmoil of the age. Lovingly, Interpol www.myfriendstoldmeaboutyou.com Source: http://www.myfriendstoldmeaboutyou.com

Picked up a copy of the Dark was the Night compilation on Friday and have been listening to it all weekend. There are a few top tracks, notably from Yeasayer, Feist, The National but a few dud ones too.

Joy Division The Smiths Wire The Clash British Sea Power Radiohead The Jesus and Mary Chain My Bloody Valentine (because I can) Clinic Mclusky Future of the Left Beta Band New Order Blur Pavement ist rad.

I don't watch much television but I have just watched the first instalment of the Red Riding trilogy and it was probably one of the best dramas I have ever watched. Can't wait for the next two.

Cave In -- Anchor.

The filthy vermin that spit their chewing gum into urinals, meaning that you are treated to a musty, vulgar combination of mint and stale **** flowing up your nostrils. People who chew gum are vile anyway.

Before or after?

Haha, appalling fake.