Yay the Pipettes. Nothing works so well to leave you grinning inanely. Though walking through the centre of Glasgow on a Friday night grinning inanely might not be the smartest thing ( Read more... )

There's not enough ice skating in this journal.

( Valentina Marchei and the Pipettes )

Yay! The Final Programme is on ITV4 at midnight on Monday. This being the film adaptation of Michael Moorcock's swinging London novel of hermaphrodites, superheroes, incest, velvet, odd Swedish people, cars with built-in record players, and overuse of the word "seedy". I'm not sure to what extent the film converts it into Just Another Bond Parody ( Read more... )

The Pipettes were excellent. Pull Shapes, Dirty Mind, Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me, Judy, School Uniform. Lots of dancing and hand movements, lots of sweet melodies and polka dots.

( Pipettes photos )

For all those who don't know who the Pipettes are (people have asked). Prepare to be very happy:

( YouTube embedded video )

I'm wondering what I should wear to The Pipettes. Although I've not really dressed up to any gig ever. Last night I thought it would be a good idea to wear a tuxedo, ruffled shirt, and untied bow tie drooped around my neck. Anyone with an opinion, or indeed who wants to be in Glasgow later this month, please contribute ( Read more... )