Shame on you!

I'm writing this while watching the match. Literally cannot stop, and now Wimbledon has started. I'm going to be at a loose end at Glastonbury with no constant sports broadcast! I guess the live music will have to suffice.

Top of my list of bands to see, (aside from Joe Worricker from below, and LCD Soundsystem) I have to see We Are Scientists. If you know me, you will know that I should probably have some sort of restraining order against them. I seem to find them everywhere. The only band I would go to an instore for, and I have...more times then I'd like to admit I've found myself standing in 'Rock and Pop row F-I' nicely positioned next to The Goo Goo Doll's back catalogue. Anyway, somehow We Are Scientists' short sitcom for MTV slipped under the radar of many, but it is hilarious. It gets funnier each time I watch. Here is the first of seven parts, which continue at the source. And if you like that, I recommend searching 'We Are Scientists NME' into Youtube. Comedy GOLD.

Steve Wants His Money EPISODE 1.

Come on ladies!

I've recently been attempting to become a real human being whilst simultaneously trying to control my growing obsession with the world cup. I've seen almost every match...alone...in my room.

But I couldn't go another day without posting the new video from Turbo Fruits. Not only one of the most underrated bands going, also some of the best dudes ever. However, I can say hand on heart, even if I didn't know them, they'd be my favourite band. I don't understand why they aren't huge. They recently had a cameo on Drew Barrymore's directorial debut 'Whip It' which I also highly recommend. Check out the new video which is pretty trippy and very cool, killing of members (as and when they had to go home and pack for tour, I have it on good authority). Buy the freakin' record guys.

Keeping up appearences

I have to post about one of my favourite people ever. That's the point of having a blog. Talking about yourself more than would be acceptable face to face, and bragging about your friends. Self indulgence.

So let me use this opportunity to post a video of my good friend Joe Worricker. Not only one of the most hilarious and genuine people I'm lucky enough to know, but also undoubtedly one of the most talented. I can assure you Britain has not produced anything like this ever. He's playing Glastonbury this year, which I can already foresee as my highlight. More jazzy but fans of all music will appreciate how incredible he is. His E.P. is available on iTunes as of Monday! Go on Joe!

Bitter pill to swallow

Since being recently graduated (as of 5 days ago) my beautiful roomie and I have been discussing our ambitions, goals and fears. We decided that we do not want to be pathetic girls, instead we want to be power bitches, 100% inspired by Kelly Cutrone.

We started watching her reality TV show 'Kell on Earth' and amongst the inspirational speeches and ruthless firing, we came across this moment of comedy gold.

It gets funnier each time I watch it. 'I THOUGHT IT WAS A PILL?!' Next time anyone hands me anything unexplained, I'm just going to swallow it.

Lovely lady mumps

A couple of months ago I got really into Best Coast. I assumed they would be the soundtrack to summer. But then last month I went to see them and I felt so sick for the entire show. I kept telling Chris that I thought my head was going to fall off, but I don't think he realised I was actually ill. The next day I got mumps and it was really shit for a week. I looked like the Eddie Murphy/Nutty Professor version of myself.

Anyway, since then I hadn't been able to listen to Best Coast as it reminded me of feeling sick. I haven't even been able to sit in the same room in the library I'd been in earlier that day. I feel sweaty and faint just thinking about it.

But I'm recovered now and I decided to give Best Coast another go, and they sound as good as they did pre-mumps. This makes me want to drive in a convertible, or at least get my driving licence.