I waste my time reading American messageboards, and when I open my eyes they don't tell me anything that I don't already know. I spend too long trying to tell myself that I still care about the people who - well, any other people who aren't you. And, when I close my eyes to sleep, haloed visions approach me. I've not found anything I would die for yet.





tomorrow night's Manchester, UK

andrew: is living just enough for the city (fender guitars, nick's bass, keys and stuff).

alistair: is hiding out in the countryside (voice, guitars, drums and other things).

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