I have a funny feeling today, a kind of Deja vu, but not. Today just feels familiar, does that make sense? It's almost as if it should be the anniversary of some event or other, but it's not. Wierd, anyway it feels good, maybe the wind has just blown away some cobwebs, who knows.
I had a dream that I met Wayne Coyne last night, not suprising as I was reading about him yesterday. I came across this article; http://news.superiorpics.com/2006/07/04/FLAMING_LIPS_PLAN_VIBRATING_
PANTIES_MERCHANDISE.html
Sounds hilarious!
The Flaming Lips were great at the O2 festival, they are certainly a sight to behold, with or without vibrating pants! What a show they put on, it was fantastic. Unfortunately I nipped to the toilets just before they came on and I missed Wayne's grand entrance in his zorb ball (see photo,) could have kicked myself! I did catch though the exploding tickertape guns, dancing Aliens and Santas and the singing Nun glove puppet. And the camera at the end of his microphone had me in stitches. I overheard some chavs exclaiming 'Who's that f***king loony' and I just thought 'yeah, go for it Wayne, confuse the hell out of them!'

(The photo isn't mine, it was found on the internet, unfortunately we lost all our photos from O2 when the computer went kafuey.)