WE WENT TO the Limelight tonight for Electric Six as they were re-touring Fire making tonight a trip back to 2002 when I still had a liver and Belfast had a bowling alley that didn't look like a prostitutes bedroom. It was all going well until I noticed the wave of people showing another wave of people photos of their kids on their iPhones. Nothing like a tit drainer clutching an Eeyore to scream "Rock and Rolllll!" There's something wrong with these people; anyway my book is out tomorrow and it would be lovely if you picked yourself up a copy. It's important to point out that Dick Valentine has still go all the stage presence of a 19th century gentleman with a psychedelic addiction and an erection.
