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I go for a cheeky beige cord cap - askance it is quite da bomb, apparently. I love words. What was the question again?

They have the potential to be absolutely huge - their appeal goes right across the spectrum, it seems. They are the first 'NME' band I've heard in many that makes me feel the way I used to over bands. I thought I'd lost that enthusiasm, but when I heard 'Bigger Boys And Stolen Sweethearts' I was fifteen again, listening to The Wedding Present for the first time. Good luck to them - I hope they can fulfil their massive potential.

The official line is they have been screentesting four potential Bonds, and Craig is the favourite as he is the best known - the only other one I've heard of is that bloke from ER with the Croatian name. They are announcing the new Bond on Friday morning, so not long to wait. They are going back to Fleming's stories, the next film being 'Casino Royale' (Yes, I know it's been done once with David Niven but it was more of a spoof), stripping the concept back so Bond is younger and the whole feel is darker and less gimicky. Less gadgets, more plot - 'The Bourne Supremacy' having shaken up the whole genre and all. ...A degree in film studies and this is what I end up using it for....?

...maybe that was the trade-off...

...Surely that was an obvious one - the idea that the so-called survivors were merely experiencing some sort of 'purgatory' or 'limbo' state has been ladled on heavily from the beginning... of course the writers are onto a winner with it, because then they have no need to work very hard on credibility of plot.

Alas, we don't have fancy nu-fangled FM in our house - I managed to hear the song on Radio 4...

Well I've heard it and as grand comebacks go it's somewhat low-key. I suppose it will grow and get under the skin as so many of ther songs do. The main thing I was struck by was I'd forgotten just what a debt Tori Amos owes to her!

We had 'spacker', 'spazz' and 'spastic', but the best was 'Joey', as is Joey Deacon, world famous spacker.

I wish I'd have known about this sooner - I may have made the journey down. I used to work at The 100 Club and enjoyed many a sweaty all-nighter, plus the odd bank holiday weekend in Cleethorpes and The Isle Of Wight! Have a good one!

Do they have gigs in The Spread Eagle now? I've been away too long. I proposed to my wife in there... in fact, I spent most of 1996/1997 in there!

Have a green salad - the lettuce and cucumber contain chemicals which calm the body. No cheese though - cheese does the opposite.

I've a thing for Sarah Smith too... maybe it's the voice, maybe it's the thing she does with her bottom lip. I preferred her with shorter hair though.

Francoise Hardy is 61 and soooo sexy as is Catherine Deneuve. Any sexy French lady, basically...

Elwood is both my mother and, post-op, post hicksville shotgun wedding, my great uncle.

'Shag' is a rumbustuous dance popular in the early sixties which caused a stir due to it's quasi sexual moves - basically you stand with legs akimbo shaking the midriff a lot at your partner. There was a film about it a while back called, erm, 'Shag'... I'd vote her for Miss Universe, she sounds dirty. Good to know that one of them is interested in life though, that's at least one contestant that won't be throwing themselves off the nearest bridge if they lose.

If you're not needing them today I have exactly what you're looking for and can send them to you - cheaper than most too... PM me if that appeals.

Got it now! Thanks Jester and Spellchecker!

...anyone know it???

Bastards twats and shite - now I'll never see it. There's precious little music on TV as it is without them sticking it all on at the same time... CD:UK was only moved temporarily because of all the shiny racing cars.

In Rich Hall's book 'Things Snowball' there is a chapter entitled 'Aberdeen like'. Here are a few choice extracts - "From the railway station, turn left. Look for a big, grey, foreboding mass of opressive and squarish granite with some tiny windows. You'll recognise this as the city of Aberdeen. Now get back on the train. Quickly. Just kidding. Cross the street, being careful to watch out for displaced Texans, with steer longhorns attached to the bonnets of their Fiat Puntos, driving on the wrong side of the road. There's oil money in Aberdeen, lots of it. Walk about three hundred metres and you'll find yourself in the heart of Aberdeen's bustling shopping district, called Poundstretchers. Sample the delights. Keep an eye out for one of the many kiosks where matronly Scotswomen sell the local delicacy: batter-fried chunks of granite. Across from Poundstretchers is the inspirational war memorial - a massive granite carving of some soldiers resting against a handsome slab of granite. Inscribed in relief are the words : In memory of the Valiant Men and Women of World War II, who Gave Their Lives in the Cause of Freedom Like Cross the road and you will arrive at the Aberdeen Art Gallery. On my last several visits it has been offering a wonderfully minimalist exhibition of hand-painted 'Closed' signs. ...Continuing across the campus and you will notice two small edifices in front of the dining complex, which appear to be either minarets or a pair of large chess bishops which have been pebble-dashed and glazed in creosote. If you ask the majority of passersby what they are, they will likely tell you they're 'Dunnaes'."

True story - In my GCSE art exam the guy next to me started painting this picture of a very dreary looking roundabout with a road accident happening some way in the distance. After about five hours of the ten our art teacher pulled him aside and asked him in a concerned manner which of the five available theme titles he was working to. He said, "Number four - Worksop." The art teacher sighed and pointed out that it actually said 'workshop'.

I lived in Milton Keynes when I was 12 and I loved it! Cyclepaths and parks everywhere, loads of Sinclair C5s, and Britain's first multiplex opened when I was there and I got to go along to the UK premiere of 'Rocky IV'. There's a big lake that has a Buddhist pagoda in it too. When Lincoln City played local derbies with Grimsby we had a quaint little chant - "You all smell of fish/you all smell of fish/you all you all you all you all smell of fucking fish" (To the tune of 'Knees Up Mother Brown'). It's funny because it's true.

...and back on theme, I know Spizz, who used to change their name every time they released something, were called Dynamo Spizz for a time...

The most obvious ones have been covered - on a similar but divergant theme, how about bands named after cyclists? I can think of The Delgados and Abdoujaparov...