I'M IN LOVE WITH NICK ANDOPOLIS, OK?
I am part of the soul of the girl who cutted her wrists with a vinyl under Waterloo Bridge. A boy found her body two weeks later. The vinyl was full of indie shit. We saw too many shows about criminology.
NME:
Come on, a couple of topless young pretty boys sharing a mic as if on the verge of full tonsil tango - you're the gayest straight band in rock!
Carl:
(eyes his bodyguard then NME) I'm being told to hit you by the boys.
Pete:
That's never come up before, to be honest. But Carl will just play on that if he thinks it's gonna make him more popular. Tonight, when I look into his eyes and sing, were not gonna be thinking about the platonic love between us...
Carl:
I'll be round the back of the amps.
Pete:
We'll be thinking about other people's perceptions of what's going on behind there.