The Zutons album, Who Killed The Zutons?, really kicks ass.
They were playing at the V festival this year and I wish I’d seen them. That’s always the way at music festivals – someone says they’re off to see some band you’ve never heard of, and instead of going with them you sit in front of the main stage and drink cider and eat noodles, and then six months later they’re your favourite band and you kick yourself every time you think of the cider and noodles.
Neither of which were even tasty...
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
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