It's The Great Escape festival!
This weekend was The Great Escape festival in Brighton, and we managed to break our previous record of Fewest Bands Seen At A Festival by only making it to a grand total of four gigs, including the Happy Mondays and Art Brut. See:

To be fair, this wasn't completely down to drunken ineptitude, but also due to the fact that every band worth seeing each night was playing in the same bloody time slot, in venues scattered all over the city seemingly as far apart as possible, each reaching maximum capacity upto two hours before the bands were even playing.

Nevertheless, we still made the most of the opportunity to stumble around our hometown guilt-free for three days, not least in our encounter with some of the cast of Skins, who kindly interviewed us for 4Radio. As the photographic evidence shows, they were perhaps marginally less excited by the experience than us ("traumatised" would sum up their reaction better, probably not helped by our proclamation that we'd never seen the show but that they were welcome to, erm, "spend the night with us" anyway).

Clearly not learning from last year's VH1 interview at Wireless, we were later somehow also talked into being filmed for Channel 4's Transmission, though we were assured that the show will be broadcast ridiculously late at night when nobody will see it.

Sadly, it all went a bit downhill on the brushes-with-fame front after that, with merely "top NME photographer" Andrew Kendall (who invited us to the after-party but we forgot to go), a large plastic giraffe, and British Sea Power's terrifying merchandise lady (who passed around a small jar for us to play guess-the-smell as she had run out of Jaffa Cakes, only afterwards revealing that we had in fact just inhaled an old lady's ashes).



















