Yes, apologies for my absence and welcome to March. Apparently March "comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb...". God knows where this saying comes from. If I could be bothered I'd wiki it for you but meh...let's just agree that it's a weird saying. Clearly this phrase hails from those halcyon days of yesteryear when all was rosy and sunny and golden, when March actually did signal the start of spring. These things I think this old adage is probably more applicable to June!
That's right - I'm still depressed about winter. Hence the absence. I've been hibernating!
AAaaaanyway...Justin Hawkins' Bum...
Mmhmmm, yeah, I touched it! Woop!
How/ Why/Where/etc?
Well last Thursday night, I took some time off from hibernating to go and see The Darkness at the Hammersmith Apollo in London. They are touring their new album "Hot Cakes". I hadn't heard any of the latest stuff until the gig but I have to say it was very catchy. Apparently they are trying to get back to their "Permission to Land" sound because they feel that the second album was "a bit over-produced". From where I was standing though - it was all gooooood!
Admittedly my discerning *cough* musical ear was somewhat disengaged because my attention was drawn to the rude little trail of hair beneath Justin Hawkins' bellybutton. He was sporting a rather fetching stripy, full-length leotard with the front cut out revealing his ripped torso - mmmm.
Ahhemhemhem...I am sorry,this post seems to have taken a bit of a 50shades turn! You know it's weird - Justin 10 years ago...not that hot. Justin now...well...
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| Above: Old Justin = Not Hot, Below: New Justin = Yummy! |
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| I nicked these photos off of Google - please don't sue me! |
Suffice to say - when he jumped onto his brother's (I think) shoulders mid-song, and got him to gallop around the arena with Justin on his back and several heavies from the Apollo security team following after, doing their best to make sure that no-one has any cause to sue, I was among the many screaming women trying to claw their way towards him.
Fortunately, they ran right past where I was standing and, before I knew it, I'd slapped his sweaty, lycra-clad bum.
That, my friends, is Rock 'n' Roll!
See ya later Amigos!
P.S. Gimme a shout if, when someone mentions "Justin" to you, you think Hawkins and not Timberlake. Also - have you heard the new Darkness album? What do you think?
