I was at the late Astoria sandwich between the guy of The Hortor who record my friend and one of my idols Noel Gallagher (not the other one who fucked valentine ) I waited for a long time for beth to my dress. But she came on stage in a trash bag. 

Not that beth is the only person in the world being me but she’s one of the few. Were are so similar in the way we apprehend things that it makes me a bit uncomfortable. 

But actually the anecdote took place atxxx where I attended with Jim Richard and xxx the venue I’ve been the most. VIO shit in london 

The album cover art I was too hammered to do