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What the fuck, Maximo Park? Entire US tour cancelled 'for personal reasons'? These had better be some damn persuasive reasons. Not that I'm wishing actual tragedy on the band, just ... if it turns out to be cos they're tired *cough* dpt us fall 06 tour *cough*, I'll be pissed. Has one of them been arrested? You know, though, I'm leaning towards 'they didn't sell enough tickets to make it financially viable'.
Also, I had a hilarious (to me) dream about ... Art Brut! In the dream they were playing a festival in a stadium here and I remembered that Eddie and Jasper had invited me to dance on stage. 'Since we'll be in LA we're getting people to dress like Laker Girls!' said Eddie. So I proceeded to put on a shapeless tweed skirt that came below my knees and a sleeveless, baggy top and wander off to the stadium, where I walked around trying to convince security that they should let me backstage so I could see Art Brut and go on stage with them ('no, really, see, I'm dressed like a Laker Girl and everything!' *points to tweeds* Security: 'Uh-huh. No, you can't go in there'). Finally I saw Eddie and his beautiful gf and the rest of the dream was me riding around in a golf cart with them and Jasper. They all looked rather bemused that I'd actually showed up to dance, but amazingly enough, said nothing about my idea of what constituted a cheerleader outfit-- although beautiful gf did pour some water down my front to make the shirt clingier. Yes, it was one of those dreams that was all about getting ready for the performance without actually performing anything.
Also, I had a hilarious (to me) dream about ... Art Brut! In the dream they were playing a festival in a stadium here and I remembered that Eddie and Jasper had invited me to dance on stage. 'Since we'll be in LA we're getting people to dress like Laker Girls!' said Eddie. So I proceeded to put on a shapeless tweed skirt that came below my knees and a sleeveless, baggy top and wander off to the stadium, where I walked around trying to convince security that they should let me backstage so I could see Art Brut and go on stage with them ('no, really, see, I'm dressed like a Laker Girl and everything!' *points to tweeds* Security: 'Uh-huh. No, you can't go in there'). Finally I saw Eddie and his beautiful gf and the rest of the dream was me riding around in a golf cart with them and Jasper. They all looked rather bemused that I'd actually showed up to dance, but amazingly enough, said nothing about my idea of what constituted a cheerleader outfit-- although beautiful gf did pour some water down my front to make the shirt clingier. Yes, it was one of those dreams that was all about getting ready for the performance without actually performing anything.