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Your reporting, that is. Wasn’t at the gig.
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Trouble AGAIN ?? fucks sake ! Fuck off arseholes. Go watch a stereophonics gig. Leave us alone!
Wots this about me volunteering? Huh? I'm not posting in here in the middle of a gig I'll be faaaaar too busy staring at James
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Oh god yes please. Pretty pretty please
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Nicky said that he told James he could do a solo acoustic tour and give him a small cut of the proceeds, and that the response was "F*** OFF WIRE".
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I believe he said he could do James wardrobe for the tour because it was failing currently
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A quick nod of appreciation for how James handled it mid-song, at the end of the song and again at the end of the set. He was brilliant.
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Personally I think he's pulling off the skinny jeans and t-shirts that show off his nicely toned arms just fine, but then I would
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James near effortlessly breaks up a fight at the barrier mid song while the security watch on doing fuck all.
https://youtu.be/OSqW18MfANE&t=2m36s
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No fights at gigs I attended, therefore I should go to all gigs as a lucky mascot.
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Still, I was getting Bob Mortimer flashbacks. When he's singing a song and Vic's in the back putting him off. |
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