If Muse’s Melbourne gig tomorrow night is as 33.3% as good as this 2004 Glastonbury outing, I’ll be one deliriously happy little vegemite. One more sleep!
:: at my command unleash hell :: opps meant kittens, not hell ::
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Completely unlinked to your comment (Other than the rapture enjoyed both by you seeing Muse and the gentleman in the story during his activity), I thought you might like to read this. Sorry if it’s old news to you.
MUSE have been brilliant every time I’ve seen them. Hope they rock just as well in the heat! Enjoy!! ![]()
Woohoo, oversized seatposts anyone? Ergggggggggggggg.
Now onto Muse:
- If I was 25 years younger I’d belive Matt was God and would of got a Muse tatt the very next day after seeing them. But that’s not going to happen.
- Matt is very short.
- Chris has a great arse.
- Brilliant gig all up, but the third or fourth beer on top of the calamari combo was bit of a mistake. Fortunately for myself and everyone else present, it decided to remove itself well before Stockholm Syndrome.
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