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You know, Kuk? I think you could be right.
Kat, my dear, farmers are renowned for being thick, I go to school with one and he's an absolute ahem.
Oh, Bat, let me be a loser if I want to be one. I not only have not had a lad for a year, but I am also that desperate for one. If that does not make me a loser, then there is no such thing in the world.
Got a gig tomorrow and I'm petrified. I have to sing alone in certain songs and I was so nervous in front of a small gathering I nearly fainted. What's going to happen tomorrow in front of hundreds?! I prefer just playing my guitar any day.
Wish me luck, my babes,
Queen Lindz xxx
good luck lindz, i`m sure you`ll perform like the star you are. etc. ho hum. me friends is all very schocked at me new hair. it be quite short, about 3 inches, and i often wear it in spikes. it`s well cool. i also died it purpley black, so it`s completely different, and whenever i see anyone in town they look kind of gobsmacked.i`ve just been putting up a shelf type thing that i`ve made from bits of my old bed. now i have somwehere to put my computer in my room. but unfortunately the one in my room doesn`t have internet, so it doesn`t mean that you`ll be seing me more often. sob. boo hoo hoo. etc. but you wont be seeing me any less either, so that`s o.k. well, my tea is nearly ready and i have to `phone my mate pete. luv u and leave u, batters. p.s. i was quite shocked to see the book cleared already. has two weeks gone by soooo fast?
Does anyone remember who i am so i can check if anyone missed me...lol
Top site, really well done. http://welcome.to/thestoneroses
Yippee!!! I'm free! My family's left for Hong Kong for a week and left me alone for the week... not that I can really do anything because I've got sh*tloads of work to do as well as going to work every day.... ah well, I'll fit it in somehow.
I think Tommy is my god!hes soooooooooooo talented and sooooooooooooooooo gorgeous!
everyone round to jenyy`s hiuse for a party me thinks...i`ll bring some booze.
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Eek, how did I get to be first on the page?! How scary!
Yeah, my dears, the gig went amazingly, plus so many fit men around, yippee hooray! Didn't pull though, boo hiss.
Batty, how did you get a computer in your room you lucky ahem?
Yaaaaaargh, ONE DAY OF SCHOOL LEFT!!!! WAHEY!!!
Not a jolly lot going on, is there. Anyone know when Frankie's getting back?
Once again, goodbye all,
Queen Lindz xxx
lalallalala
NO MORE SCHOOL! YARGH!
Doobey doo.
Are we really all so bored that we are reduced to singing silly tunes? Hell, I hope Owen doesn't come back, he'll have plenty to say about people who have such a sad life etc, he knows where he can go.
Think of a subject to start off a debate... Ok, what's the best Space song/album/video ever? Come on, folks, you must have something to say.
Love as always,
Queen Lindz xxx
Best Song - M & U vs The World Best Album - Spiders Best Vid - Erm.... Avenging Angels was pretty cool, but I havent seen many of their vids. Yay, school is finised. Funness begins now, (well actually after eastenders...) Going now. bye bye sweetie dahlings.
well, long time no... erm, bloak action, really. in answer to your oh so subtle question my dear queen lindz, my dad gave me his knackered old computer, that has been around for about 7 years now for my sister`s birthday. and he only gave her £25. mwahahahahahahahahaha. who said favouritism`s a bad thing? and as for holidays, i`ve been off school since the 12th. mwahahahahahahah. i`m sorry, i just can`t help it, i have to laugh maniacaly again, mwahahahahahahah. tomorow night i`m off for a party esque thingy at my mad amte steve`s house. he`s this incredibly strange 18 year old with occasionaly spikey hair who like sleeping on the floor in my hall. well, i have other things to go and do, but i recomend all you people will a bone or compassion in your spaced out little bods go to http://www.dropthedebt.org/ and e-mail your apropriate embassy and tell them to drop third world debt. so there. batters, p.s. mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
When will we see the album at all!!!! I don't know about anywhere else, but I'm gonna have serious trouble finding it here. It took me years to get the other 3. By the way, there's too many good space songs, but "Turn me on to spiders" and "crisis" are pretty good. No I really can't choose. But I'll never know whether the new album is the best if it never comes out here!
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Like, who actually sits down and writes a scary laugh? A sure sign of someone who cleans their teeth with tomato ketchup. Sorry Batters.
Well, here in Solihull teachers hate us and take sadistic delight in keeping us at school for as long as possible. How evil do they want to be?
My favourite song is also "Me and You Versus the World", but I think my favourite album is actually "Tin Planet". "Spiders" is goos, but a lot of the songs just sound the same (like "Voodoo Roller", "Noone understands" and "Love Child of the Queen"). I like the videos to "Neighberhood" and "We Gotta Get Out Of This Place" but I haven't seen many.
Sleep sweet, my darlings (where did that come from, then?!)
Queen Lindz xxxxx
Hi,
Does anyone have and is willing to swap/trade a copy of the 'Female of the Species' UK PAL promo video? if not does anyone know a website where i can get it?>
Ta
lymtf out on monday? or has it been changed again?
hello my little children how are we this fine morning? i`m guessing you will about 100000000000 trillion times better than me, who spent last night and a large part of this morning at my friend steve`s house drinking more alcohol than i really shouldhave and getting more friendly with a druggie called Byron (i mean, c`mon, BYRON!!!!! i must have been drunk) who`s only advantage was that he looked a bit like a person caled dave who i quite like, but only a side view, in the dark. the lad i actualled fancied most spent most of his time doing anything other than being with me. but i`ll probably see him again, so that`s not all bad. uuuuuuuuuuuuuuur ggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh. i feel like death, warmed up, then plunged into a pool of liquid nitrogen then into a vat of liquid gold, then left too cool in a very draughty place. in short, not good. i`m sure you all really want to know, this, but i`m sure i must have vomitted at least half my own body weight. and i now have to go to church and make coffee for 200 people who will be attending a christaining there this morning. uuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhh!!!!! well, i must be off, bear me in mind next time you see someone looking pissed and ill. i should really have recoverd by this afternoon, but if i don`t, i love you all, and i`ll leave my incredibly taste full cd collection to lindz, who i know will treasure my obscure collection of space, stereophonics, catatonia, manic street preacher, alanis morissette, alishas attic, super furry animals, blur, oasis, madness, octopuss, delerious?, pavement and greenday. and the songs of the musical "cats". my most prized posesion. i can`t spell, `cos i`m hungover. well, luv-u-`n-leave-u, the incredible exhausted bat.
TOMMY SCOTT-Vox,Bass
JAMIE MURPHY-Vox,Guitar
ANDY PARLE-Drums
FRANNY GRIFFITHS-Keyboards
Now you know I love you and don't wish you dead, my dear Batster, but please can I have your music collection anyway? Please? Mine consists of Catatonia, Space, Cardigans, Garbage, Oasis, Pulp, Black Box Recorder and a compilation. Yours would just perfect it. Think about it, please? Hope you're feeling better, my poorly chicken.
There really is nothing going on, is there? What's everyone's favourite film? (can you tell I'm desperate for s debate or even just an argument?)
Live forever, my sweet peas,
Queen Lindz (and I'll thank you to remember the fact that I AM THE QUEEN, thank you Bat.) xxx
What? We thinks anyone who is queen is conforming to a harsh capitalist system which pushes us all down! So there!
I'm sitting in a hotel in Orlando abd wanna come home!
The flights tommorrow so I'll see you all on Tues OK.
Don't have time to read all comments coz this computer is .
Better go, love you all
FRANKIE!!!!!! welcome home, i know you aren`t here yet, but anyways, we`ve missed your daily, or twice daily, sometimes even thrice daily comments. and, queen lindz, i have many favourite films including 4 weddings and a funeral, this really old black and white corny horror movie called the cat and the canary, the original star wars trilogy, all bond films, all indiana jones films and this film that was made for telly called hunting venus. a very eclectic group of favourites i know, but hey, i`m a mad person. also, someone said earlier about favourite space song/album/video, and mine would be me & u vs. the world/spiders/balled of tom jones. also have to say that me&u is one of my favourite songs of all time, along with strange glue (catatonia) tender (blur) and good ridance/time fo you life (greenday) anyway. i`ve recovered almost completely from my hangover, you`ll all be pleased to know, and is now nearly 12 hours since i last puked. i could well be cured. time for beddy bye byes now ( am i the only one who calls it that? probably) luv u all, batters p.s. Lindz, sorry, QUEEN lindz ( i don`t care if it is capitalist or whatever, show me one communist state where workers do actually have power, and people aren`t starving or leaving for more hospitable shores, that isn`t run my a power mad dictator who imposes a more or less authoritarian system) can i be your lady in waiting? also, on communism, it`s fundamentally flawed, as it supposes that everyone will be happy with it, which some people demonstrabky aren`t, and it doesn`t recognise the importance of religion, as man (and woman, it`s a generic term, not a sexist one) need somthing to believe in, and of course, being christian, i have to say that God is the most important thing in my life, and should be in everyone elses if they want eternal life, blah de blah. but seriously, nice idea, but it never works in practice.
Ok, then, I'm actually the metaphorical queen rather than the actual queen, duh, cos I'm sure you'd have heard something about it if I was. Well, my plans for the future are the following: All school teachers would be fine young blokes, lessons and exams would be optional, anyone over 13 would be allowed to drink, everyone over 14 would be allowed to drive, animal eating and testing would be abolished, as would smoking, any other ideas from anyone tell me. Sound good enough for you, my little Swampettes?
Hahahaha
Queen Lindz
Whens the album out?
you cannot abolish eating animals, i would starve. i only eat one thing that doesn`t involve meat, and you can`t live on cucumber. no, really, you can`t. i tried. it gives you very bad digestive problems. and as far as drinking when you`re 13, why wait so long? i started drinking at 3. no, honest. my parents let me drink their wine, by 5 i was onto whiskey, but i didn`t like it much. i stuck with wine `til i was about 8 then i started on caribean twist and cider., then i got into beer, now my favourite tipple is guiness, but i also like bacardi breezer, source, hooch, vodka and coke, malibu (with out coke) peach schnapps, taboo, most types of wine and of course champagne. there are others, but too many to list them all. well, gotta go now, the batster.
hello space fans its dan some 1 e-mail me for no reason
I love it when we kick up a fuss!
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Oh, you do talk a lot of crap, Batty. I haven't eaten meat for 7 years and if I've starved to death I haven't noticed. I bet there's loads of non meat things you eat, so don't talk such balls.
Ok, 13 is when you can buy booze. You can drink it when you like. You're not telling me you think I'm teetotal, are you?!
Lalalalalalala.
I got bored this morning so I have glittery fingernails and black toenails with silver skull-and-crossbones on the big toenails. Oh, I love being a shameless hussy. And if Frankie mentions anything about my general dislike of glitter, I'm sending her straight back to Orlando where she can pine away for our sparkling conversation for all I care. Oh, and welcome home, there, Franks.
See you, my little lambs,
Queen Lindz xxx
Fucking Klingon bastards!!!!
Tea/coffee anyone?
Nice cuppa...milk no sugar...ta
All the others are just imitating.
Hounest.
I think I'm paranoid.
EVERYONE thinks I'm paranoid. I'll show them...
Well wasn't that ironic?
Don't you think?
HI EVERYONE!
At 3am this morning I was dancing around Gander airport humming Hell Of A Girl to myself wondering if the fog would ever clear so I could go home.......and here I am.
Thanx to people for welcoming me back. What topics have we covered then? How's everyone's lovelife (mine's gone downhill without anything actually happening)? Did Owen ever come back? Any news on the album?
I've had 3 hours sleep in the past 2 days so I'm a bit disjointed at the mo.
Hi Webmaster- hope you've got some news lined up to keep us here and enrich our topics of debate.
Lindz- me mention anything about the whole glitter thing?! Moi?! I think you people know me too well...
Hope I didn't miss too much, I'll probably be back later.
I think you are great Space, keep up the good work
Ive decide to come back with my name in full. any advance on those free signed copies of love you more than football, webmaster
I just watched the new video on MSN and it's fantastic as is the song. Hooray, they're back and I've got that lovely warm butterfly feeling again. I've just got back from my hols and I'm not sure what's going on so please fill me in someone - is the single actually released yet, and if so is it in the charts.
I'm so sexy and sensual and arrogant, yet I ROCK!! I tease and arouse the crowd with my ways!
When will the album come out? Are Space playing Shepherd's Bush Empire tomorrow or what?!
hi guys, i have 10 minutes to type this, get dressed and get off into town, so i can`t say too much. lindz, i really am a carnivore, not an omnivore, and i didn`t fight my way to the top of the food chain to eat rabbit food, sorry, but that`s my ppersonal opinion, and i`m not arguing with your, just saying i don`t agree. and if you wan to be a good queen you have to recognise that all you loyal subjects are veggies. and now i have to get dresssed, as i have a beach party in the centre of town to go to. what fun! and aparently it`s going to rain tonight. great!! i can`t wait. well, byesie-bye for now my chick peas, batters
Welcome home Frankie... and not a scrap of glitter in sight (make sure it stays that way or else...).
Who the hell was that dodgy person who thought they were Mrs Doyle etc? I know I have this thing where I think I'm the queen, but at least I only think I'm one person. Dodgy.
People! Visit http://expage.com/indiekidsunite (it's by my friend, you guys may like it) and also http://expage.com/spacerule (although it's linked to indie kids unite), it's a little thing about a frankly rocking band you may have heard of, all by my own fair hand, and I've mentioned you all on it, aren't you flattered?
Frankie, no, Owen never came back, we haven't discussed anything except how we need something to discuss, and what do you think? Do you expect they have deigned to tell us most loyal of fans any news of the album?
Did they hell!
A point you mentioned before you went off, Franks... whether the band read the guestbook? I hope not because the chances of Tommy ever tracking me down to declare his love to me would be drastically reduced from... erm... nil to erm... minus nil...
Yours in depression and daydreams,
Queen Lindz xxx
Lindz: how come everyone I meet at some point calls me Franks? I'm not complaining it just happens. Weird!
I have even more glitter so there!
I threw stuff at Daphne and Celeste at the R1 roadshow in B'pool today! It ws so much fun!
What did you throw at Daphne and Celeste? Was it big, blunt and heavy? I hope so!
I called you Franks cos... erm... I don't know, why not? I get called all sorts of dodgy things... it's not as if Lindz is actually my real name...
Oh, glitter, how scary...
Have you been to my website yet?
Singing mice for all of you,
Queen Lindz xxx
Sorry Lindz but it was only an empty Coke bottle but they saw it and I got to yell a word that would be edited here at them.
Also do you really want Tommy to track you down? Can you imagine him turning up at your house when you'd just got up or something equally embarrassing. Be careful what you wish for people- I am speaking from experience...
Something unusual I saw on holiday: CD singles of DOAW in the BIG Virgin Megastore. I don't know if they were on import or not but I'd advise American fans to get down to their largest CD shop asap.
g`day my dears, it is raining in the fair town of bath, i have spent all day wearing my hideous school trackie bums and a paint splattered t-shirt, curled up in bed reading a really bizarre book. i`m incredibly bored. the only highspot is that my adorable littel cousins are coming tomorrow and i get to play with them in vickie park. oh what fun. as for a topic to debate, i dunno, how about whether or not we should drive all men (exept for those in space and a few hand picked otheres) underground, and use them for amting purposes only, while keeping the diserable ones as slaves. also, producing clones of the one true god of music, tommy, for all who feel the need to have one. or we could talk about somthing boring. like politics. no, that`s not really boring, it`s just politicians that make it sound boring. ho hum. i have to do...nothing. but i shan`t bore you any more, luvuloads, bativiere the third. xoxox
Does anyone know why the Shepherds Bush Empire gig was cancelled? I was sooo looking forward to it!
Who can tell me how to get more news from Space?I
Well, Frankie, it wouldn't matter when Tommy tracked me down cos I look perfect at any time of the day or night.
Yeah right.
I think that keeping ugly, chauvinistic (did I spell that right?), obscene, Owen-like and generally undesirable men in big cages underground is a spiffing idea. Then all the nice ones could come and be my slaves in my palace, and Tommy could be my king (I'm waiting!).
Although I could be waiting a bloody long time.
I think a better thing to throw at Daphne and Celeste would be a hoover. One fell on me once while I was hoovering the stairs at home and it hurt - a lot. However, maybe you didn't have one to hand, what a shame.
I've never been the same since.
A good book- and it's very bizarre, I think you'd like it, Lady Bat, is "Sophie's World" by Jostein Gaardner. Or "The Solitaire Mystery" by the same bloke, they're the weirdest books I've ever, ever read.
They make my life look normal.
The sun is shining here, hahahaha! Although the colour of my skin resembles milk, honestly I look like a vampire. Maybe I shouldn't go to Florida, all that sun might make me dissolve.
Goodbye, my little crayons,
Queen Lindz xxx
It's your say...
It's your say...
Lindz how do you make me laugh so much? A hoover fell on your head? Sorry but I don't carry one around to throw at people. Anyway I could hardly lift one sufficiently to throw it.
I wanna join in the campaign to get all those 'orrible men outta here. If we're making claims on the few to survive (besides Space coz that goes without saying) I get dibs on Brian Molko, Kelly Jones, Grant Nicholas and Seth Green.
I've...er...just come back to...er...say that I'm...well...going away again on Sunday morning.
Sorry! I'm really not deserting you all or anything but I'll be gone for a week and 2 days.
But I'm sure I can find lots to talk about for the rest of today and Saturday.
I've got a good book as well by the way: 1984 by George Orwell. It is so good; really paranoia inducing. I've just got up to the bit when I think Winston might be going in room 101- part 3 is really scary if you've an over-active imagination like me.
nooooooooo, kelly jones is mine, mine, mine!!!! but we can use the technology i talked about earlier to clone him as well as tommy, then we can both have him. i also get david duchovny, michael j fox, harrison ford, peirce brosnan and ben afleck. don`t worry about being pale lindz, i`ve never had a tan in my life. and that`s not an overstatement. i don`t tan, now i look really weird with dark blacky/purple hair and really white skin. i suppose wearing black all the time and spending a lot of time contemplating death doesnt help my image either, but hey. luv u all, batters
Why did no-one tell me Tommy and Jamie were on Ch4 this morning?! I think you should have some form of newsflash up on the front page Dave.... whatever happened to the Shepherd's gig anyway?!
Frankie - Ooh yeah, Seth Green must survive! Also, David Duchovny, Danny Popplewell, Kyle Maclachlan, Dale Winton and all 4 of the boys from Catatonia!
When the hell were they on Ch4 this morning? There's only cricket on there pretty much infinately at the mo.
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I dont see why i should be saying this but thay Ch4 interview was like a year old back when OCS released One For The Modern. Anyone can tell it ios repeats so dont get on to the Webmaster because he couldnt have known about it.
PS when the album actually out
Sorry, I didn't know it was a repeat. I didn't see it and I assumed it was a new one.
DALE WINTON?! Did I read that correctly?! Also, Bat seems to go for older men, so do I, but Harrison Ford and Pierce Brosnan are ancient... I'm asking for it now, aren't I? I'm going to get beaten up. That is, if Batters a) knew where I live, b) had means to get there and c) took me seriously.
I think I'll have to have a Kelly Jones copy too, plus a Tommy Scott one, umm, and the real copy of a few 'real' men too... Sorry guys, but my lips are sealed.
What's so funny about a hoover falling on me? It was extremely painful, although it was about the time I saw the error of my life as a little teenybopper and started listening to REAL music... and it broke my watch. If you can't manage a great big hoover, then I think you can get them diddy ones... 'Dust-Busters'... although they may not work so well. And bricks are underrated.
That sounds like I'm starting another campaign.. raising awareness of the usefulness of bricks. My campaign "BULOP" (Brighten Up the Lives Of Postmen) which worked by writing cheerful greetings to the postman on envelopes unfortunately ground to a halt when all my penpals got email. Then my next scheme, "BULOC" (Brighten Up the Lives Of Cars) had to be abandoned when my friend refused to walk to school me if I persisted in talking to cars on the way to and from school. Philistines.
Yadadada... I've been shopping in the city centre and it rained AGAIN... My cousin is getting married and I had nothing to wear to a wedding. So... I got a dress, argh, for the first time in yonks I own a dress... But before my friends cry triumphantly "Hahaha! Lindsey's wearing girly clothes finally after our annoying persistance"... it's khaki. Hahaha, my dears.
A regal goodbye, my loyal subjects (and Ladies to give Bats her proper title.)
Queen Lindz xxx (be careful with those royal kisses, they could probably cure you of several unpleasant diseases).
Sorry Lindz I just had this image of a hoover falling out of the sky and hitting you (I understand it was probably just under the stairs or something). Brighten up the lives of postmen! Funny funny funny. The most interesting thing I got up to with my friends from school in the last few weeks was: 'Lets see what we can fit Frankie's head in' game and the 'I'm not going outside EVER' statement when all the sheep were trying to get skin cancer.
However, I'm off to Egypt for 10 days tommorrow so I'll not see you all for a bit. I'll try and find a computer so I can say hi but I'm not promising owt. I may not return however, because my friend is planning to sell me for a pet camel.
Hope we get some album news soon.
Pow pow.
hellllllllooooooooo!!!!!! i is v. happy at the mo. big smiles all round. i`vew got a job!!! and that`s not the best bit. the place i now work is not far this record shop that normally has dead good prices, but this time they didn`t have a copy of the best album ever recorded. i speak obviously of spiders. they could order it for me, but it would cost £15. pants to that, a shop in bath should have had it a lot cheaper. but by the time i got home it was closed. so i was walking home feeling really gutted, as i`d just been payed and had nowt to spend it on. when i stumbled across this littel shop. it looked like it had just been hit by a bomb, stuff all over the floor, wires hanging from the ceiling, the works. the guy was standing at the door looking as if i was about to bite his head off, and said that he was still sort of open, so i went in, and i finally found the album, and, it only cost me £5.99!!!!!!!! ha ha . so i had to guard his door while he foraged in some darl little room for the actual cd, then i had it, i told him that to sell the best album ever recorded for so little was a crime, but hey. this rocks. i only ever had a pirated tape copy before, and i lost that, so now i`m sorted, and i`m listening to it now. bliss. anyways. as for bulop, i did summat like that, but my mum kept censoring the jokes. fro instance one went, "two grannies were sitting on a park benchm when a *****************************************************************************. it loses somthing when you don`t hear the rest of it. oh well. and as for older bloaks, i mean harrison ford as he appers in indiana jones, and peirce brosnan is not that old. he`s only 30 somthing. i think david duchovny is older, and he`s just a god. well, toodle pip for now my chums, the bat on the mat.
Please visit me at .....WWW.STEFANS-SPACE-STATION.CO.UK
I got 'Spiders' in HMV for £6.99. My friends were getting extremely annoyed with me for dragging them round every single record shop in Solihull (which, to be fair, is not many) every time we went shopping (which to be fair is VERY often) in the desperate hope that 'Spiders' would be reduced somewhere. Then when I had nearly given up hope, I went into HMV and there it was for £6.99 and I just said, "Right. Mine". Had anyone grabbed it, laughed maniacally and rushed to buy it I would have pounced, clocked them one with my sceptre, smothered them with my cloak and then garotted them with my diamond necklace. Fortunately they didn't as a rather nasty lawsuit would have ensued (emphasis on the "SUED"), because some people simply do not understand my royalty.
"Let's see what we can fit Frankie's head into"?! What kind of dodgy game is that? Please explain. I hear there is a booming white slave trade in Egypt, so for your own sake, Frankie, try to get some horrible disease like leprosy or bubonic plague and no one will want to buy you. Easy!
Congratulations on your new job, Batty (see how nice I am), wish I had a job as I am absolutely skint at the moment. At the moment? I'm always skint. I am also not old enough to get a 'proper' job at the moment, no one is going to want to employ a dodgy 14 year old with an inferiority complex (see, there is a good reason for me insisting I'm the queen). However, in the autumn I'm 16 (i.e next autumn) there's this massive shopping centre opening in Solihull, so maybe you can bid goodbye to poor little Lindz... not til next autumn you great doughnuts.
Farewell my little boiled eggs,
Queen Lindz xxx
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii......YA!
David Duchovny is 37 actually! He's still lovely though! Anyone see him in Return to Me or heard that song all about him by Bree Sharp? Amazingly enough, the song's called David Duchovny! her voice is a bit too waily but it's okay! When the f*ck is this album coming out? Other boys/men to keep as our slaves. Paul Harry - this LOVELY boy in my English class!! Brian Molko Seth Green Matthew Lillard Gavin Rossdale Jude Law All of Rachel Stamp apart from Shaheena, obviously. And We can all have Tommy clones to keep us happy apart from Linz who as Regal Queen shall have the real Tommy. We can all be Princesses! What about Jonny and Tim?
is right kidda boppa la!!!!
Anyone here popExing? http://www.popex.com/ or http://www.popex.com/profiles/SPAC.html to go straight to the Space page... they're down a penny today, so I guess there's not many fans playing...
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Katy, I love you, of course I should have the real Tommy, being Queen and all xxx. I will knight you if you like. Of course Jonny doesn't have to go underground either, everyone here loves Jonny...
My sister's such a peasant! I found our ancient "Magic Scent Crayons" and used them t see if they still work. I drew pictorial representations to show what the scents were supposed to be and she thought my pile of earth was, erm, poo, the daffodil was hair, the cloud was a... "boff" in her words. How stupid can you get? Sorry to lower the tone and all, but there you go.
Come to my other website! http://expage.com/hippiesunite it's dead exciting, honest.
I emailed "The Phone Zone" to ask them to play "Diary of a Wimp" but they didn't. I'm phoning tomorrow to make a fuss. Well, not too much of a fuss cos Vernon is fine. Shame about the name though eh? Does anyone have any objection to him being mine when we put the Great Man Filter into action? Oh, of course, (before I get chucked off by Webmaster) you don't have to go underground either, Webby Dave (love you more than football for creating such a great page xxx.)
Naomi (my sister), You're a peasant. I'm trying to get her to play the bass guitar. How hard can it be? Peasant. To be fair to her, she says hello and she did want "Diary of a Wimp" on "The Phone Zone" too. I asked her if she wanted to say anything to you and she says "umm... no... umm... no, don't write that...*long silence as the thought of what to say slowly crawls through her pea brain*... I do not have a pea brain, erase that... I didn't say "Erase that"!..You're strange[to me]... I thought you didn't like being called Lindz [only by you]*even longer pause* ooh, spartacus... DELETE IT!... I WAS JUST QUOTING FROM THE LUCAZADE ADVERT! DELETE IT!... That's not how you spell Lucozade..." *Fight between Lindsey and Naomi ensues in which I bite her arm, hahaha* She's threatening to come on this herself so don't listen to a word she says about me, it's lies, all lies.
Better go now, I've got to check on my sites,
Queen Lindz xxx
Ps Just because she's my sister doesn't mean she's a princess but you can all be lords and ladies or whatever you want.
It's your say...space are the biz keep going bye
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii......ya!!!!
yuh, i forgot about dave, course he can stay too. but owen and bret will be the first to go. i`m bored of talking about bloaks now, it`s a bit teenybopperish. how about somthing else.dropping third wolrd debt perhaps? just a thought. everyone should go to lindz`s site, it`s v. funky. well, luv u all loads my littel popsicles. battersby the twenty second.
I have'nt seen the site for ages but now it looks really cool! Keep up the good work! p.s- Can't wait for the new album to come out!
Your website rules (and I'm not being paid to say that!). I also think that nathanlad rocks. p.s-listen to Black Sabbath while you're not listening to Space!
Has anyone got the lyrics to the new songs - Diary of A Wimp and it's B-sides and can anyone tell me which version's better of the single... The track itself is the same (I know that) but which has the best b-sides? Please mail me answers on lad_from_leeds@hotmail.com Al
Which of my sites is funky? All of them I should think!
So what does everyone think about the Robbie/Geri thingy? Two cheesy pop stars getting their kit off in some hot country cos they're rich enough to afford such holidays while the rest of us have to slave away for a whole year to afford two weeks in Portugal. How obviously are they trying to get media attention as much as possible so that people buy their music? This kind of thing makes me reeeeeally cross so excuse my ravings.
There's really not a jolly lot going on so I'll say don't worry about a thing my little sweethearts, we're together we shall never be apart heehee
Queen Lindz xxx
Oooh, another thing, even if I'm only a Princess, I don't care, I'm having the real Callan Mulvey as my slave!! ::Evil laughter:: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Anyone see Seth Green at the MTV Awards? He was wearing leather! :)~~ drooool. Probably not as nice as Tommy in leather though, when can we see our boys??
Q-When are Space gonna release their album? A-NEVER!Because their single flopped,I think if they release the album,that will flop too.Space,no longer have good songs,or look cool.Jamie looks like Jimmy Summervile,and new drummer Leon Caffrey looks a tit!
how dare you dis space on this book? out, out foul demon! i`m going to gig tonight by a band called ruby cruiser, their welsh, and that`s as much as i know. i`m going with this cool bloak called saul. he`s quite nice you know. also, you know i mentioned a rockin` gig a while back by a band called steve? well they`re playing in bristol soon, so i`m in music heaven at the mo.! well, pop-pickers, i have to go and get ready now, i`m meeting saul at eight thirty, that`s only two hours and 23 minutes to get ready. eeeeeeeekkkkk! luv-u-all, battersby.
Ooer, missus, Batty had a da-a-ate, Batty had a da-aate! (Sorry, how puerile was that?) Also, daft wally who cussed Space? Go away. Ok, the single was a bit of a faliure (don't hit me) but the rest of it was uncalled for. I've said it before, if Space were popular, we'd be labelled "cool", they'd be labelled "pop" and we'd all be forced to commit mass suicide.
Ooer, ooer, Tommy in leather, I've gone all fluttery just thinking about it! Heehehee! (The only time I EVER giggle is when I'm talking about blokes, it's a kind of nervous reaction.) Not that you should wear leather of course, it's murder, although it is very tight and.... Hehehehe! Yeah, when can we see our darling boys?
Alright, Katy, be an evil princess if yer that desperate, although you seem more like the Phantom Of The Opera with that laugh. Who's that Callum Mulberry or whatever bloke you were on about though?
I'm a hell of a girl, a hell of a girl... lalalala
Love and bunnies,
Queen Lindz xxx
this is a groovy web site
Whilst waiting 4 the new album to arrive, why don't u check out my site. Its a general site bout n e thing and everything. Its called Satanists 'r' us, but i'm not a crazy satanist lunatic ok? GO TO THIS SITE NOW!!! http://www.churchhomepage.com/satanistsrus
arrrgh damn all bloaks (exept those who are luverly) the stupid fuckwit saul didn`t show last night, and left me wandering the streets of bath all on my lonesome. with the bat-man rapist around. not that he would attack me, as i`m batwoman, and the cape might scare him off. anyways. gggrrrrrrrr. if i had the bar stewards `phone number i`d `phone him and verbally abuse him. but i don`t. so i can`t. never mind. i`ve told my mate steve, who is the person who first introduced me to saul, that if he sees the wankshaft he is to kick the living daylights out of him for me, so that`s o.k. hum, tommy in leather. hhhhhmmmmmmmmmmm. has a cow ever died for a nobler cause? i think not. i personally feel that almost all bloaks are improved by wearing leather. especialy if it`s tight and black. uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmm. sorry, just give me minute. ......................... o.k, i`m over it now. and as for giggling, i know i giggle histerically when i`m fighting people. i was having a playfight with my mate kt a while back `cos we were really bored, and i was giggling so loud that everyone told me to shut up. i was really annoyed actually, `cos it was at a swimming gala, and the coach that should have been taking us home was 4 hours late. and me and kt got bored and started fighting, and the rest of the swimming team were having this really lame "he fancies her, but she`s sleeping with annother bloak to make him jealous, so he had a fling with this other girl at the bath fest but couldn`t keep it up long enough and now everyone is laughing at him" kind of conversation, and they had the nerve to accuse us of being sad. huh! anyway, the fight had to stop `cos kt punched me in the eye by acident and my eyeball started bleeding. well, this another really long and boring message, so i shall leave you and go bak to trying to organise a sleep over at my place tonight, as my mum is having an affair with a bloak in keynsham and is staying with him tonight. luv u more than football, but less than rugby, which is the best sport ever invented. bat.
just thought i should mention this funky page, redmole.com , go there and look at the entries for the caption competition, some of them are quite witty.
Have you ever watched this show called Heartbreak High? It's an Aussie school soap - quite cool. Callan Mulvey plays Drazic who I think is luvverly! He has a pierced eyebrow and he skates! mmmmmm..... I'm hacked off because the Melody Maker described Tommy's voice (when singing as Sinatra) "sounds like a ferret with bladder problems". Dicks. Did have a nice pic of Brian Molko in, or was that Kerrang? :)
He stood you up!! How dare he, I think you should hurt him very much, else call me up and I'll come and bash his little head in with a hoover.
Daphne and Celeste (damn them) were on FBI today, I only watched it cos of the lovely Vernon (shame about the name) was presenting it. They are SO annoying (and SO short!) I think I will throw a hoover at them some time, I would have done today except I'm not sure it would have reached them through the telly and anyway I would have been in a tiny bit of trouble with my parents for smashing the tv. I'm not sure if the insurance covers brief acts of insanity brought about by phobia of cheesy pop stars.
I'll come to your site then, M&M dude, you'd better have been to mine or else.
Love and lollipops,
Queen Lindz xx
my mate steve came round last night `cos my mum was in keynsham having an extra marital affair. we stayed up `til 4 this morning just talking, playing doom and looking at web sites. he has already said that he will beat saul up on sight, which us nice fo him, as saul was his friend before i met him, so you may be able to keep yout vacuum cleaner hurling skills for our favourite pop tarts daphne and celeste, lindz. but hey ho. i had to go to work this morning at 8:30, so i had to get up at 7:30 to give myself time to get ready, so i only got 3 hours sleep! and because i was so tired i got told to go home `cos i was useless at work. good news in the short term, means i got to sleep. bad news in the long term, means i may not have a job anymore. oh dear. that`s the second job i might have lost this summer. oh well, lady bats like me aren`t designed to work for a living. we`re designed to be given a lot of money for being wonderful and amusing, and allowed to stay up all night with our friends and go camping with them if we feel like it and go to concerts in bristol if we like. but no. the world does not understand us, the world grounds us for being irresponsible enough to stay up all ngiht instead of sleeping so we`d be in good shape for our petty little jobs that pay us a measley £2.10 an hour. as some incredibly talented liverpudlians once said, "no-one understands me, no-one understands." I am of course speaking of Space, those divine beings who enrich our lives with meaningful lyrics and banging choons. and they do not bear any resemblance to any form of rodent with any form of digestive problem. those pricks who said so obviously wouldn`t recognise pure god given talent if it gave them a blow job. speaking of which, one uninspired reviewer once said that muse sounded like a band trying to imitate radiohead while in desperate need of oral stimulation. oo-er missus. i`m not familiar with the works of muse, but i have been told frequently that they rock, so i asume that space fans would never lie. this is annother example of stoopid music reviewers who really should get a proper job and leave music to those that understand it. i.e. us. anyway, enough of my ranting and raving about things over which i have no control, multi coloured teddy bears and chocolate body parts for you all, the one and lonely bat. xoxox p.s. that is not a type-o.
It's your say...
Oi'm considerably richah THAN YOW!!!!
I could be in "X-Men" couldn't I? My skill, rather than being able to shoot people with my eyes or grow incredibly long scratchy nails in a second (which would be nice anyway as long nails look nicer than my short, stubby guitar-players fingernails) or even fly, all of which would be extremely useful, would be the ability to throw hoovers at people. Nice. Can't think of a name for myself right now (I'd probably end up with something dodgy) but I'll think about it.
KILL SAUL KILL SAUL KILL SAUL! Your mate Steve sounds dead nice, did he end up sleeping in your hallway again? He's the sort of bloke I need for a mate, all the blokes I'm even remotely friendly with either make comments which involve the Himalayan mountains and my top, or are incredibly gorgeous and popular and don't seem to like the clumsy tall girl with dodgy hair quite so much when we're out. But then, such is life.
How many clueless people are there out there! I was watching the Phone Zone a couple of days ago (and Vernon, you will be mine) when this nutty woman, claiming to be a "bit of a rock chick" requested Scooch. Obscure.
Yours pensively, and with sellotape,
Queen Lindz xxx
Surely the 2 weeks has gone by? Only I'm getting fed up with seeing just what kind of a loser I am every time I log on. Clear-the-guestbook time, please lovely Dave!
thankyou for your support in the "kill saul" campaign lindz, but i don`t think this is a viable option. i`ll settle for just a little maiming. and yes, steve is a very cool guy. especially now he`s had his hair cut. he even has a rockin` band named after him. and i didn`t like saul that much anyway. i`m in love with ed don`t forget. anywho, i`ve just missed the last service my minister is takiong before leaving my church. oh dear. i`d better go now.
incase you hadn`t figured it out, the last message was from me.
It's your say...
I love this site, I love this band...this is HEAVEN!!!!!!!! Tommy, you are a sexy beast, I cant wait to hear more from Space soon!!
Hey boys and girls your favourite person is back!
Well I got heatstroke in Eygpt and everyone has photos of me in a delirious state on the boat before I was seasick. HOWEVER, later that day we heard another boat and the people were playing FOTS! Oh how happy I was for those few minutes.
By the looks of things nowt much has changed; still no album news, drooling over Tommy and suchlike, realising no-one appriciates us and moanig about our lovelives.
BUT! There is another 'however' coming along....
HOWEVER (there you go), I finally got it together with this amazing lad that I've been after for so long! Please don't kill me but I'm happy for a while now!
gotta go friends...
I gotta feeling Webmaster is about to clear this so no-one's gonna be able to read my message and see me being happy for once.
Story of my life really...
Frankie NO!!!!!!!!!! Not Chris Smith!! Say yes and I disown you for life! Please tell me you aren't going out with him, I thought you were over that freak forever! AHHH I have to go and lie down now to try and recover from this terrible news!!!!!!
at least someone out there is lucky in love. i`m still resolutely single, and with no interested parties on the horizon looks like i`ll stay that way, but never mind, at least i have my job. yup, i didn`t get the sack after all, and i`m working on the 9th of september. what fun. i`ll earn a whole £16.80! oh lucky me. well, i have exesive amounts of work to do, so i shall leave you all for now. and i think that two weeks has passed by now, webbie, so should not this board be cleared? ho hum. luv-u-all batters xoxox P.S. i`m thinking of changing my name to barnaby. what does everyone else think?
Awww, lucky old Frankie. The next best thing to having a bloke yourself is a mate having a bloke... actually it isn't, the next best thing would be getting off with lots of gorgeous blokes all the time but let's not be picky.
Did you really expect anything exciting to happen in your absence? Would you really want it to? I would be gutted if anything exciting happened while I was away (as I will be as of next Wednesday), i.e the album was (finally) released, Tommy did a 3-hour long interview in my town, or Batty got a bloke.
Well done for not losing your job though, Batz.
I am in such a dodgy mood today... I shouldn't have had that hot chocolate from Costa Coffee. Nananana doobey dooo dogdy dodgy dodgy...
Are you sure they played FOTS? Maybe you were hallucinating in your sunstroked stupor?
Goodbye, remember to drink lots of milk,
Queen Lindz xxx
PS Webmaster, please please clear this page, I'm getting so depressed.
OK Lindz I would be pretty PO'd if stuff happened when I was away but if ANYTHING would happen it'd be good. Oh and I know they were playing FOTS coz I ran to the other side of the boat to hear it better (everyone thought I was gonna puke but there you go).
Oh and leave Chris alone jenni. He's mine now so no piss taking or I'll say something BAD about you.
I'm sure you are enjoying the wonders of employment Batters but where the hell are you working?
hi i have manyspace items for sale each tape is £5 email me at chris.churchill@btinternet.com if interested etc.....:
Live on Modern Rock Live USA Radio Show 9/3/97 Reading Festival 97 ( about 8 or 9 songs ) Live in Dublin 1998 ( full set ) Live on Kevin AndBean USA radio show Live on Loveline USA Chat show Live - koln germany 29th April 98 ( full set ) Live London 11 Nov 1996 ( full support set d) live - leeds duchess 4/96 ( full support set ) live - birmingham 4/96 ( full support set ) live - leicester 19/3/98 ( full set from radio 1)
i also have posters of every release for sale..
hi i have manyspace items for sale each tape is £5 email me at <B>chris.churchill@btinternet.com </b>if interested etc.....: <BR><BR> Live on Modern Rock Live USA Radio Show 9/3/97<BR> Reading Festival 97 ( about 8 or 9 songs )<BR> Live in Dublin 1998 ( full set )<BR> Live on Kevin AndBean USA radio show<BR> Live on Loveline USA Chat show <BR> Live - koln germany 29th April 98 ( full set )<BR> Live London 11 Nov 1996 ( full support set )<BR> live - leeds duchess 4/96 ( full support set )<BR> live - birmingham 4/96 ( full support set )<BR> live - leicester 19/3/98 ( full set from radio 1) <BR><BR> i also have posters of every release for sale..
hi i have manyspace items for sale each tape is £5 email me at chris.churchill@btinternet.com if interested etc.....:
Live on Modern Rock Live USA Radio Show 9/3/97 Reading Festival 97 ( about 8 or 9 songs ) Live in Dublin 1998 ( full set ) Live on Kevin AndBean USA radio show Live on Loveline USA Chat show Live - koln germany 29th April 98 ( full set Live London 11 Nov 1996 ( full support set ) live - leeds duchess 4/96 ( full support set ) live - birmingham 4/96 ( full support set ) live - leicester 19/3/98 ( full set from radio 1)
i also have posters of every release for sale..
hi i have manyspace items for sale each tape is £5 email me at chris.churchill@btinternet.com if interested etc.....:
Live on Modern Rock Live USA Radio Show 9/3/97
Reading Festival 97 ( about 8 or 9 songs )
Live in Dublin 1998 ( full set )
Live on Kevin AndBean USA radio show
Live on Loveline USA Chat show
Live - koln germany 29th April 98 ( full set
Live London 11 Nov 1996 ( full support set )
live - leeds duchess 4/96 ( full support set )
live - birmingham 4/96 ( full support set )
live - leicester 19/3/98 ( full set from radio 1)
i also have posters of every release for sale..
Erk... that was scary, how many times did that bloke wanna write his message?
If I ran to the side of a boat to hear a song being played on another boat I can guarentee that my friends would run as fast as possible to the other side of the boat where they would pretend to be German tourists ("Ja! Die Pyramiden sind sehr gut!!") to try to convince the rest of the population of the world that they are nothing to do with me at all. Not Space fans, really, my friends. I wish they were, they are into R&B, Five, dance music... anything but good old indie or rock. I personally know one indie kid who I ever see at all. In fact, he's the only one at our youth club I have much in common with as far as music, clothes and hairstyles go.
I was in this play and just about the whole of my youth club was too. Me and this bloke were engaged in deep conversation about music and festivals, while the rest of the club talked together in the other corner of the room. Months later, I found out that they had been talking about what a perfect match me and this bloke were. They were plotting to lock us in the kitchen together and not let us out til we were going out (though I would blatantly climb out the window, or else lie). Nice to know your mates are talking about you, eh?!
Fly, my pretties, hahahahahah!
Queen Lindz xxx
Yeah, Mr fragglekid seems pretty strange...
We didn't see any pyramids on hols coz they were about 5 hours away. We saw lots of corral and HUGE fish coz we were scuba diving for 5 days- I am useless at it. I can't even stand up with my BCD, weight belt, tank etc on.
I've worked out why the guestbook hasn't been cleared- Webmaster's on his hols! It was the same last year at this time- yes *gasp* I have been here that long- only it didn't get cleared for 3 months and the site was taking 5mins to download.
hello my little chikadees! i think this bloak you have a lot in common with sounds cool, is he single? anyways, i`m staying at my ate`s house at the mo., and guess what? i`ve been told i`m working tomorrow, so i hae to get some sleep. doh! never mind, i can cope. really i can. anywho, i`ve got to cook supper for her and her brother, and tomorow night she`ll be staying with me. then going spain. mutter mumble mumble grrrrrrrr. well, i have to leave for now kiddlywinks. luv u all more than chocolate (now there`s real affection!) the one and lonely batmeister xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Did no-one else see Tommy on UKPlay yesterday?! I saw like, the last 6 minutes of it, in which we saw the whole video of Deeelite's "In my Heart".. and we saw Mary Ann Hobbes presenting Tommy with a caricature of himself in Bugsy Malone(?) He seemed very happy with it. And the picture was pretty cute but not as sweet as the real thing!
WHAT?!! Why was I not informed about Tommy on UKPlay? Was it on "Soundtrack to my Life"? I saw this advert for UKPlay (on UKPlay for some dodgy reason) and they showed all these different people, including Tommy. For some reason as soon as I saw him I spontaneously shrieked "SPACE!" and fell off the settee. How weird am I?
Batty, I was on my way home from my mate's house this morning cos I stopped at her house last night and guess who I rode right past at the bus stop, while riding my crap pink bike, looking like a right dodgy kid? Jamie, the bloke I saw in town and had to hide from. Queen Lindz is getting very, very scared.
Yes, I think Richard probably is single; he usually is, probably for the same reason that I usually am. However, he blames it on his small feet.
If you don't see me for a while (and I know how much you'll miss me) it's cos I'm off up to Liverpool for my cousin's wedding. While we're there we're going on a tour of the most fantastic of football grounds; Anfield (we are not worthy!). I'll keep my eyes open, you never know who I could meet in Liverpool... Well, I can dream, can't I?
Yours maniacally,
Queen Lindz xxx
PS Come back, webmaster! Your country needs you!
I missed Tommy! aaarrrg! Why me?
Hope you have a good time Lindz- weddings are always pretty weird anyway so watch out.
Off to dig into my collection of Space stuff- I'm redecorating my room soon so I'll probably want some more posters soon. (Hint for if anyone wants to donate any to a poor girl who only has a few weeks until her exam results...)
Space! where are you when i need you??? i have had the worst time of my life this last 2 weeks... all of this is dead true so be gentle and sensitive with me...
First of all 2 weeks ago i got woken up by my own mother with crys of "You're 18 now, you can look after yourself" kicked out onto the streets so i went to live with my girlfriend (with whom i had just celebrated 1 year together with) at her mums house.. finaly got a flat about 2 doors away from my girlfriend when the same day she says "i wanna give it a break" i say fine and spend the next 2 days in my house, nothing to do, no TV, no radio, no friends (as i had abandoned them all in favour of happiness with my girlfriend).. no sleep for two days, i ring her up to ask if she wants to give me some company.. she's not at home so i ring her mobile and she says no, i hear a male voice in the background saying 'Is that alan?'
by now im crapping myself.. i have no caring family, no money.. a flat i cant afford to keep and nothing to keep me occupied (exept my PT job) so go off and try to read... too panicy, try to sleep...*way* too panicy, so i go for a run (real forest gump stuff) im running for about 2 hours and get back, its 1am, still cant sleep, finally get to sleep at 4:30 ish, and get woken up at 5:50 by the other flats alarm.
Next day she comes round and tells me its over (huh, so much for 1 year), and me, 18 year old former rugby player actively bursts into sobs for about 4 hours, with many fits of hysteria and depression to follow...
I have the perfect thought, space got me through the last breakup, why not this one? so i rake through my as yet unpacked CD collection and there it is, like a shining light, invasion of the spiders double CD set, i lift it up, the box is smashed in transit, but no matter, i dont wanna listen to the box, i put CD 1 into the drive - "GGNnNNNNNKKKKKKKKKKKKKDDDDDJJDDDDDGGE" OH BUGGER! there is a huge crack in the CD! so i place CD 2 in the drive "I think we need a holiday, a week or two in GNNNNNKKKKRRRRRRR Standing by me in a crisis-is-is-iskkkkkkkkggggg childre...Varicos" END OF DISK
So if anyone wants to mail me and cheer me up, make me feel like i have a friend in the world, my address is thekukoo@yahoo.com at work (until i get a phone line)
THanks for listening.. Thekuk
Don't worry about missing Tommy on UKPlay. It is on the 'Soundtrack to your life' thing but as I saw it a couple of weeks ago and it's been repeated already I'm pretty sure it will be repeated again!
It was spooky, I'd been watching a GUT promotional DVD with 3 Space promo vids on and when I stopped it I suddenly saw Tommy! V cool!
You'll have to keep your eyes peeled for it (though obviously not literally as that would be very painful!)
I think Space have lost it.Since drummer Andy Parle left the band after "Avenging Angels",the band have completly lost their image-which was one of the coolest things about Space-when they were a 4-peice.Since new drummer Leon Caffrey,and new bassist Yorkie-who both look out of place I add, they have gone down hill.WHY did Tommy stop playing bass,WHY!Will Andy Parle ever rejoin,cause he was cool.Does anyone know what hes upto now
Andy's probably working in a factory or a sports shop
hey thekuk, you sound like a really cool guy, and i`m sorry you`ve had such an awful two weeks. the only thing i can say is that it has to get better right? somthing better has got to come along. i`ll probably mail u, but if i forget you can mail me anytime, my address is bat_woman69@hotmail.com hey up lindz, i think you and whatsisface should get together, you`re obviously a good match. i`m in shite at the mo., and if i crap up again i`ll not be going to breakout. nnnnnnnnoooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!! i must be good. oh dear. my best mate is going to spain for 3 weeks. count them. 3. trois. trez. the rest of the holidays. i`m not going to see her `til september. bummer. never mind, i`ll be away myself for two weeks. dyring which i might see jonny, so things be looking up. i think i may have broken my finger. i dropped a bike on it. long story. anywho, gotta go mail this guy. luv u all more than chocolate worms the battty one xoxoxoxox (and a few extra for thekuk) xoxox
Alan- my heart really goes out to you. As 'twas said it can only get better. If not just go and metaphorically blow your brains out- DON'T really in a literal sense; make some friends, cry, get drunk, fall over a few times.
Hope everyone is doing OK.
I hate to be the annoyingly happy person but I am at the mo.
Come back Webmaster where ever you are!
Hi! I'm an American Space fan and I've got some questions that might be answered here (my e-mail address is sbstarle@aol.com, by the way). First of all, when did the new full length come out, or has it come out yet? Also, I'm very interested in participating in one of the Space chats. How can I find more information on this? Do you have to be a member of the fan club to participate? Thanks- shira
Arrgh... typed the e-mail in wrong. My e-mail address is sbstarlet@aol.com . If anyone could take it upon themselves to send me some info, or point me in the right direction, I'd love you forever. -shira
ooh haven't been here for a while! Frankie will be annoyingly happy at the moment as she is making hay with satan! heee hee hee hee. Just thought i better warn you! love you all!
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He's not Satan OK everyone! That 666 on the back of his neck was done for a joke!
(Just in case anyone is a bit worried about the kind of people me and Rachie know...)
does a 14yr old run this site cos its crap, everytime i visit da site it has the same content and its laid out as if its rushed
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poor u the kuk guy. I am dead lonely too cos my family have just upped and left me too. At least they have only left me for 2 weeks though (with only a tenner to live off-no joke). I'll mail you if you mail me, cdt_witch@yahoo.co.uk anyone else can mail me too, if you want. Chris is not satan, I have to say this so Frankie won't kill me in Leeds!!!!
I`ve got a v. funky new web site, so all you have to go there, the address is http://www.geocities.com/ladybativiere/bathome.html so go there, and leave messages on my groovey board. luv u all more than a week in barbados, batster, xoxox
I missed Space playing at Shepherd's Bush empire because I was on holiday. Were they good?? I think the new album is out tomorrow, so I'll be down to the shops to check it out. Space don't get nearly enough airplay! Good luck with the album lads, love Jenny.
What's happened to the new album? Mail me @ jelly_baby_bandit@hotmail.com and let me know (please).
Also check out the site http://tinplanet.homestead.com/
hello I've been on holiday for a month so I'm trying to catch up to see if I have missed any news on the new album. Has anything spacey at all happened in the last month? Australia seems to know very little about space, except my mum did find a copy of Spiders and two copies of Tin Planet in a HMV in melbourne..... but I couldn't find any1 who had heard of Space. I'm wondering if I should worry about my mum cos she seems slightly obsessed with Tommy.... my neighbour's cat is called 'Tommy' but she calls him 'Tommy Scott', and when he (the person, not the cat) was on question of pop she was talking about his hair for AGES, saying how she prefered it before. Does anyone else have a parent who sings along to Avenging Angels? It was very funny watching her searching for space CDs in Australia and her getting excited when she found some. byebye
oh and my website is http://peppermeen.tripod.com/ this is my space/ pinky and the brain page
when is the new single going to be released??? the info in the post said 29th july, but that is obviously incorrect. p.s. can i have free membership!!!!!
Hey Julia- you're back! I though'd you'd left us! Nothing Spacey happened in the past month, we're all very annoyed. It's been business as usual here- although Webmaster appears to have gone missing. My parents have no idea who Space are- I feel a bit sorry for you.
Hope everyone is doing OK. Stay happy- even if you're only pretending.
hey guys. oh dear. poor little me is unsure what to be thinking at the mo. the wankshaft supreme saul is still puzzling. i met him on the way into town with kat and steve, and beat him up. he apologised very nicely, said he deserved to beaten up and mor, explained that he`d been called to clean an office suddenly and had no way of getting in touch to tell me. so i forgave him, and he came to the cinema with us. things were going great, we were talking a lot, turns out we have similar interests in torturing garden pests, then when the pre film ads finish, he ups and leaves, saying he`s sure there must be somthing he`s supposed to be doing, but he can`t remember what. and i havm`t seen hide nor hair of him since. and that was wednesday. oh dear. and now ed, yes, i told you about him, has asent me a massively (well for him0 long e-mail moaning avout his non-existent klove life, and complementing me on my site. oh dear. my sister rekons he fancies me, based on an incident that happened about a year ago. oh well. it probably means nothing. it just gives me brain ache to think about, so i wont think about it. see you all (well, maybe lindz and jonny) soon, the one and lonely xoxox
Mr.Al...I don't know if you'll ever read this, but I suspect you will (you mad Space fan, you!)
You know things weren't working out, you know I'm here for you and that I love you so much...things get bad and when they do, theres nothing that you, or I could have done. The time I spent with you and your heart was amazing and I can't forget that..ever! Don't you dare say, so much for 1 year. It wasa brilliant year and you know it ;')
Come back Bournemouth...come back the Vicky that Alan helped and cared for and loved so much...come back innocence, come back happiness, come back sanity!!!
...come back tissues :'(
Kukoo... 'my heart says forever', but theres something that doesn't and I can't figure it out!
You know you're the man as well as I do. And thats what hurts most of all!!!
>Kloud<
That is so sweet. I think I'm gonna cry.
(Don't think I'm butting in but...)Get sorted you two! Talk!
Didja miss me, then?
I bought you all back a little surprise...the surprise being that I ate them on the way home. But if you want me to send you the empty box, then please send a naughty postcard to Jonny, P/O Box Depressing London Shitefest that makes me wonder why on earth I ever bothered coming home.
BIG shout to my creamy fruit bat, my little talking toaster and Katy (you know who you are...but Katy luv, we need a nickname for yer)...come up and see me, make me smile!
Jonny
PS Today's words of wisdom - Marlborough Lights are dirty.
Awwwww, how can people like Alan and Vicky who love each other be so silly when there's so many of us out here who are still scarily single? Don't say anything, Frankie, we all know you're not.
Maybe the Webmaster got abducted by aliens? Or that bloke who reckons the site was made by a 14 year old (what is wrong with being 14?!). Maybe he's all sad and lonely in some torture chamber being walloped repeatedly with a hoover!! WEBMASTER NEEDS US! WE HAVE TO RESCUE HIM!
I'll look for him in Florida where I'm going tommorrow, I know how much you'll all miss me (not a jolly lot!). Welcome back to Jonny, and every one else who seems to have suddenly materialised just before I leave. I know you'll all be laughing and plotting my demise behind my back but such is life, never mind eh?
News of the album? Ha! What do you think?!
I'll think of you all when I'm in sunny Florida going on themepark rides while you're all back here in rainy old England, HAHAHAAHOHAHOHAHAHA. Sorry. Brief spate of psychotic laughing over.
See you in two weeks!!
Queen Lindz xxxxxx
Hey Jonny's back! Nice to see you- wish you haven't eaten that pressie though...ah well, nice to see you back.
Off to Florida Lindz. Hope you like it- don't just stay in Orlando though- head down the east coast; it's brilliant there.
Where is Webmaster? I feel like we should be expecting a ransom note soon...
I'm back from my 3 week hols in Canada.
Any news on the new album? Is it ever being released? :-)
I met Craig Charles today, at a pub!!
Whoa! You met Craig Charles in a pub! What did you say to him? Does he have those Lister-style turnip-roots sticking outta the back of his head?
Everyone who I thought had left us is coming back! All we need now is Webmaster and some album news...
I've just found a site where you can listen to "love you more than football" (just the track, not the whole album)
http://www.radioclyde.co.uk/clyde1/lounge.html#
I don't think the sites dodgy - it sounds like an acoustic or live version.
Its not bad!!
He doesn't have Lister hair, no, apart from the short stuff on top. He was drinking beer - so I just got his autograph quickly and had a quick exchange of greetings. I couldn't say any more because I couldn't get a word in with my mate there. It was outside the place where they film Robot Wars in St. Albans.
Awww, Jonny's back! YAY! I do need a nickname actually! Can anyone help me come up with one? Did you have a nice holiday Jonny? I'm going to Italia on Thursday!! Whoo!! Love You More Than Football sounds good! I wish the album would come out soon! I've just been obsessing over the Manics. I'm sorry but I do love Nicky Wire! I mean, who else would try to get served in a bar in Ireland wearing nothing but his boxers?! probably Jonny!
Tim I love you! Where on earth did you find that? It must have taken ages of trailing around.
It's such a sweet little song! I don't mean to sound patronising but that's the best way I can describe it. It does actually sound like an acoustic but it's still completely different to how I imagined it.
Need album news now Now NOw NOW!
If its all true and sweet Vicky, how come you didnt waste any time making sure it wasnt possible for us ever to get back together??? its good for the public vicky, but lets face it... you didnt give it enough effort...
Maybe its just me being bitter....
(btw ppl, in case you were wondering, bournemouth is where we spent our holiday last year.. and it was lovely)
i'm your fans especially your first and second album. when you come to indonesia? i'll guarantee indonesia a save and nice country......
Go to Yahoo.co.uk (or .com) and do an advanced search on Love You More Than Football.
Tick the box that says "Exact Phrase Match" and tick the one on the right that says "Web Sites" - you get a load of reviews and stuff.
When's Space's new album coming out? I'm getting pissed off with waiting for it. We've been waiting since last October! Oh, and keep up the good work!
Today Space were on German VH-1 to choose 5 of their favourite videos. Tommy, Jamie and Yorkie were there. What happened to Jamie? Ok all three of them didn't talk very much. As an excuse they said that they are very shy but Tommy always had to help Jamie to say anything at all! I remember Jamie a bit different. Apart from that it was great to see them! Their choice was very diverse: Dee-Lite -oh really, oh no B-52s -oh God can't get worse The Stranglers -yes it's getting better now Depeche Mode -it's really getting better Stone Roses -yes that's it Then I hoped to see Dairy of a Whimp instead Ballad of Tom Jones was shown.
It's your say...
Hey the site's been updated- have you been released from hostage Webmaster?
Lovely idea that- Space do concert the weekend there's no chance of me getting to L'pool. Ho Hum business as usual. What about a proper tour any time soon?
I love that album news where it says 'don't worry'; if any of us had serioulsy worried about the release date we'd all have committed suicide by now. It's been about 2 and 1/2 years since TP now hasn't it!
Hi
I just decided to have a look around the old site (on the red screen with the spinning Space sign, click on 'HTML version'. In the Art Ideas bit, I found a link at the bottom to a log of what everyone put - I hadn't seen it before, but believe me - some of you guys are freaks!!!
:-)
Album date put back even further eh? Would it be too much to ask one of the band members to make an apperance on chat, and explain to the fans EXACTLY what it is we're waiting for? It's enough to make me depressed again... which cannot be a good thing for the worlds karma can it? Please Dave... get in contact with one off them... and get them to face (via a computer)their slightly disgruntled fans. I think it's the least we deserve.
Dont worry about the new album, i think they are just trying to get some publicity done.. so we can have someone to talk to and say 'ohh thats a great album, ive known about it for AGES'
As for chat, that would be great, exept im behind a firewall and hence chat doesnt work for me:`( and everytime i hear '_____ will be in chat on ____' i just have to sigh...
Be nice if they said a few words in here every once in a while...
See ya all Thekuk - thekuk@yahoo.com
It's your say...
It's your say..., HI, I LOVE SPACE, IS THE GREAT BAND, BUT IN CHILE IS NOT TO FAMILIAR, I LIKE TO READ SOME LYRICS, I HAVE BEEN FOUND THAT. WELL I HAVE TO SAY GOOD BYE, CONGRATULATIONS FOR THIS PAGE, I VERY VERY GREAT, IS THE BEST, JUST (PLEASE) NEED LYRICS
anyone going to concert square email me babapapa@emmott.clara.co.uk excited migh go backstage posisbly... eeeek
huy guys, and er, bye guys. i`m off intomthe wild greyish yonder, for a week of helping disabled people go to the loo and then a week of spreading the good word to the unwashed masses in london. well, bye, aurevoir, toddle-oo, ttfn, and all that. I`ll miss u loads, especially when i` listening to pirate copies of spiders and tinplanet under canvass, or in some church hall while trying to sleep on the floor. adeiu my friends, `til we meet again. luv-u-all the battiest of them all xoxoxox
not updated yet!!!!! i know, u can have sum sweets if u do da site up cos its run by a 14yr old who luvs to sit around all day doin' nothin
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TONIGHT! spaceeeeeee live! whopeeee
JonnyBoy3 - what have you got against 14-year-olds? I'm fourteen - are you saying I'm a thick lazy goodfornothing who eats sweets all day and makes lousy websites that are never updated? Get a life before you start insulting everyone else.
Anyway, I'm sure Dave's doing something worth waiting for.
Reading next week, then.
Which is nice.
Might have to pack my own toilet, though.
rules
what! this is a guestbook, well 2 me its crap just like da design of the god damn site
Hiya - new on this site - but Ive been a fan for atleast 5 years. I saw Space a couple of weeks ago at The Zanzie bar in Liverpool, cos I work there I was able to go to 'thier' part of the bar (upstairs) and meet them all - really nice people, Ian Brodie was there too. Tommy 'I think' was with his girl friend who seemed really 'protective' every time I smiled at Tommy, his girl friend was there linking his arm - staring at me as if to say 'MINE' - anyone know her? Oh yeah, Space live really near to me and Jamie is always passing through my street - his cars reg is "M3 LAA" what I think is really cool.
Anyway - I'd love to hear from any Space fans! my email is pulp@blueyonder.co.uk
bu-bye
that concert lats night was f**king boss mate/. well done space. the amosphere was amazin and the new songs were just f**in great! come back again!
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Howdy boys and girls! How was the concert then?
Ah well I'm off to Leeds on Friday- after results on Thrus (oh sh*t...).
And it also looks like we have a new Owen/Bret here. He only appears to hate the site and 14 yr olds. Not v.oridginal really.
Batters- hope you are having a good time with those old people and their toilet troubles- I don't envy you!
The gig was just soo good! there were only about 5 hardcore space fans there and the lighting man was shit but it wa still boss. anyone know more bout the album name change? or did i mishear?
Does anyone know why Space's original drummer Andy Parle left the band,and what is he upto now?
Everyone im back. Not that anyone will care. Space hurry up and get a tour going and come to Aberdeen in October.
P.S> I think the Band should have more of a role in this site like Matt Bellamy on the Muse site.
Hey SPACEMUSE! Ain't seen you for ages...how was T in the Park then?
Just found out I can't go to Leeds. V.annoyed...
Well... lets see..if anyone say's a bad word about Tim they'll have to answer to me... I am a great fan of his midi remixes... I believe Andy just left because after the Spiders tour he'd had enough and wanted to go his own way... apparently they had all had more than there fill of touring and were all knackered... so Andy just left and the band recruted leon... I can't say it's made any difference.... they're both good drummers!!! I hope the batsters having a groovy time... nice to see some messages from Chloe... haven't spoken to you for a while... Frankie.. your messages are still highly amusing... I appologise for dissapearing for a while... but they only just let me out you see...
I will try to be in the chatroom at 8pm tonight (wednesday) if anyone wants a chat
Please hurry up and release the album and come touring again in East Anglia
It's your say...
Hey Tim just got outta the chatroom. Why'd you leave me?
Sorry Frankie or gfubgjui or whatever it was - my internet crashed.
I will go back in, and chat to anyone who turns up.
damn! someone came in, "gave me a flower" and left again - and I didn't even know they were there. We doesn't it have a noise like MSN when someone puts a message on. If anyone else comes in, e-mail me at TIM.BRIP@VIRGIN.NET
The new album was supposed to be out more than a year ago wasn't it? :-( Are any of the ideas in the Art Ideas thing going to be used? I think there should be something free with the album, like postcards or a CDrom thing, to encourage people to buy it. There should be something like that to make up for all this time we've been waiting for it to be released. I've got my exam results tomorrow so I'm starting to feel nervous and so i can't think of any thing else to write now, so I'm going to go now and be nervous elsewhere. Good luck to everyone else who gets their results 2morrow!!!
oooh that was me who gave someone a flower in the chat room but then my computer crashed.
Am I the only one who can use the chatroom? Ah well, on that subject can we have another Space chat soon?
Results for me tommorrow! Think I passed all 9 but I'm still sh*t scared.
Hey thanks Frannie for asking. T in The Park was great. But it could have been better(hint, hint). Muse were great(the drummer nicked my hat). JJ72 were brilliant. I discovered Coldplay are really shite. OCS ruled so did Moby. And the coolest place was the caileigh tent.
julia, cheers for the flower! :-)
And cheers for chatting while it lasted Frankie, at least someone turned up - pity I'm with a lame ISP that crashes all the time.
cos i need someone to keep my head above the maximum....
Well boys and girls....
1 A*, 6 As and 2 Bs! Whooooooohooooo! I passed yey yey! No more maths or sciences or languages! (Why am I so hyper?)
All I now need is for my bloke to come home from Cornwall and some more album news and I'll explode! (NB: This is not an excuse to try and make me explode)
Well done to absolutely everybody on here who got good exam results. I'm made up for yiz.
Well, I'm off to the Reading festival tomorrow...dunno whether or not I'll like it though, I'm not a big bookworm and when I do read it tends to be magazines. Looking forward to seeing SFA and Beck, and storing all my waste in a carrier bag and planting right inbetween Daphne and Celeste so it splatters all over them.
The highest bidder gets to keep all of my empty chips packets, and the second highest bidder gets a snog.
That is all.
Jonny...(4 Batz, Lindz, Katz and...erm...Frankz?...)
Anyone else here Christian? I am and someone at my church has booked me up to go to something called Greenbelt - anyone know anything about it? I leave tomorrow - I think its kinda like Glastonbury and Reading, only Christian?!?
Album news: sweet f.a.
Jonny - do me a favour, throw as many bottles, tomatoes, eggs, cans, bombs, knives, etc. at D***** & C****** (their names are explicit) - why the hell are they at reading anyway? even if it is only for 15 mins. Some of my mates are going and they have an ambition to get D&C off the stage before the 15 mins is up!
See yaz all next Tuesday
Tim
Wow. Good results!!! I'm off to leeds on Sat.. can't wait my first ever festival!! Why do I never seem to know when people are in the chat room... can someone e-mail me previously like two days before or something? 'd be much obliged... (Cathee59@hotmail.com) (Subject:SpaceChat) Luv ya all. Oh yeah and my (now ex)boyfriend just trashed all my space colection... and told me he'd been seeing this girl who's an oasis fan..behind my back any ideas of an avenging plan?
It's your say...
Catherine that boy deserves to die! I will atempt to compose a plan while I sit at home this weekend (ie not at Leeds *blub*)
My plan for D&C WAS however; don't waste time waiting in line for the toilet- merely...er...'fill' a bottle over the first two days and chuck that at them. Don't bother feeling guilty- they are no doubt getting paid loads so give them what they deserve. Feel free to use my plan.
Oh and Jonny thanx for recognising my genius- although it would be a tough decision between the crisp packets and the snog. (*be good Frankie- you're not single anymore*)
It's your say...Your Brill.
It's your say...
Ha ha ha!!!! Those silly daft cows known as Daphne and Celeste really shouldn't have come to leeds!!!! I'll enlighten those who wern't able to make it.. * OFF OFF OFF OFF OFF OFF OFF OFF OFF- YOUR UGLY!!!* Eggs... bottles... stones... coins and some stuf I'd rather not think about went flying through the air at them.. and one hit the blonde one!!!! Highlights included A, My Vitrol, Placebo and Phonics. My only regret.. (apart from the broken ribs) is not staying with that lovely Geordie lad Martin in his tent... And as for the Ex-bastard (sorry for the language) I gave his ticket to my friend!!! Which he wasn't happy about. I've told him I'm not gonna let him get his otorbike back until he writes an appology on here for trashing Spiders and the other stuff!! Apart from cuttign his balls off I can't think of anything else to do... Luv ya all!!!
Oh Jonny... erm.. £1.50? For the snog? It's all I have left from Leeds... that and a polystyrene cup? With mud on it? Please? I'm single!!!!
Catherine - I belive you deserve a standing ovation for what you have achieved this weekend.
Not only did you join the fight against D&C (I was on my own at a R1 Roadshow but at least I threw something at them!) but you have proved that there is nothing more fun than revenge on an ex.
I salute you. Plus you gave me something to read- where has everyone gone?
It's your say...
how u doin'?
Pretty good until you turned up.
Reading...it absolutely...what can I say...ROCKED. Oh yes. Here's a brief summary;
Highs - Oasis (not their biggest fan but they were truly awesome), Beck (whose set included a DJ you would not believe), SFA (bien sur), the Evertonians in the tent a few yards away from me, D&C getting forced off (how could I miss it!), and the £40 and bag of weed found lying around by various mates...
LOWS - Missing out on meeting Batz, missing D&C, the toilets (...shudder...), not washing at all, Blink 182 (I'm not a fan at the best of times but they were utter shite), Slipknot and everything associated with this over-rated wank, the big blokes getting all the oxygen when you get near the front of the crowd, Everton failing to beat Derby, and the spiders in the tent. Millions of the little buggers.
Overall though I had an absolutely unbelievable. few days. Great to be back though. And Cath, £1.50 will certainly cover it. And I'll even throw in for free my best pair of trainers which I absolutely wrecked in the mud.
A big shout to everyone...yiz knows who yiz is
Jonny
Jonny- how could you miss D&C! I at least had the excuse of not being there, it sounds like you had a great time. Scared of Spiders? I though you were a Space fan!
I've heard the funniest stories about D&C on various sites- including the throwing of: mud, stones, coins, bottles, loo roll and (*think of nice why to put it*)...er...excrement. (Spelling?) Also reported sightings of one of them snivelling about getting her 'sneakers' muddy and them having to be escorted off the site!
I'm still laughing...
It's true... D+C are pathetic. Jonny as much as I would desperatly love to kiss you I am a true folower or Liverpool FC. I couldn't stand the feeling of hypocrasy (frankie you complain about your spelling!!!) Unfortunatly I had to give HIS motorbike back... something to do with a thing called the law...? Anyway I got a text message on my mob. asking- not begging- ASKING for forgiveness and would I take him back. I'm too shocked to think of a catty enough reply... HELP!!!!! Why am I the only one of my friends with broken ribs...? Does anyone else seem to suffer such injuries? Why did soemone sign slipknot? Why did someone give birth to D+C? When will we get an answer from the band about the album? Where has the wonderful webmaster gone? When are we next having a good Space-fan chat? How do you get the dirt out from under your fingernails? Questionable Cath leaving before you lynch me.
Cath- I can only anawer the fingernails question: have a bath! All other questions may remain unanswered... Reply to the text message with something along the lines of: "U appear to have messaged the wrong person- try someone who gives a sh*t"
Hullo Spacey fans! Been away in Italy. ooh, it was lovely! D***** & C******... Oh my god. I wish I could have been there. That would have been so wicked! I can't believe I came back and the guestbook STILL hasn't been cleared?! Blimming hell
Hey...Space fans! Why don't you ring Radio 1 and tell them about a so-so tune which they completely forgot about a few months ago?
:) :( ;) :P
Jonny- I campaigned relentlessly for 2 WEEKS to get it played!
Nothing happened of course, not even a reply...
Man prob sorted!!!! I have decided to start a new erm... organisation... it is wihout a name yet, it will be dedicated to getting Space more airplay... better and more tv appearences... cheaper concert tickets... etc etc... Watch this space for more info!!!!!
No offence to all the huge Space fans still left (chaque'un a son gout and all) but the reason they don't get as much attention as they used to is simply because they're not as good as they used to be. DOAW is a catchy pop tune, nothing more. It could be that this is the reason that their record company forced them to release it, and they've got a lot of better stuff up their sleave. But I doubt it. Best of luck to the lads, if they hit top form again everyone will benefit. Meanwhile, buy 'NIA' by Blackalicious...I mean this. Buy it. It's mind-blowing. You don't know the MEANING of hip hop until you've heard it.
I was listening to Virgin yesterday (dunno why) and FOTS came on - it suddenly kicked in why space aren't so popular any more. they're still good, but their style has become so, well, common. FOTS is just such an unusual style of song, as is neighbourhood, me and you, most of spiders really. from then on, they've become more normal (oo-er). i hope some of LYMTF gives some good ol' spiders style.
You are joking, aren't you? Webmaster still hasn't materialised? This is getting strange, I'm starting to worry, this could be a case for Mulder and Scully... I'm back again, it's good to be back, it's good to be back, hello...
Well Florida was beautiful. SO hot, even I tanned and didn't burn the tiniest bit! Frankie, you went just before me didn't you? Which places did you go? We went everywhere except Busch Gardens (I think anyway, not being particularly well aquainted with Florida).
Nananana, I'm so bored, when's the Batster back? I wondered why it took such a short time to load up the page. Maybe she's stuck in a loo with a disabled person? She's a good person for doing it.
Dooby doo, I'm meant to be cooking the tea and it's going to burn, dadada...
What's the news on the album then? Hahahahahaha.
Whoever it was who said that Tommy's wife was protective, are you surprised? If my husband (if I had a friend at all of that nature) looked like Tommy I would be bloody protective too! Who knows what dodgy people might try to run off with him?! I'm getting paranoid just thinking about it!
Speak to you soon, my dears,
Queen Lindz xxx
Lindz I have been to EVERYTHING in Florida. Do not doubt me on this. B.G. ain't all that good- don't worry. Did you get to the coast at any point?
I'm not sure about the whole 'Space are normal' thing. I just thought I was getting immune to the weirdness. I seriously don't think we hould cast any judgement before LYMTF. (I mean 'Raymond' - how can you not call that one weird!)
People who have been adding to this guest book for a while will know i like to champion new bands(JJ72 albums out this week get it well today i will champion a dead guy. His name is Jeff Buckley. He was probably one of the greatest artists of the 90s. If u knoiw the music shop Fopp u can pick up his debut album for only a fiver. Worth it. Its influence Thom Yorke and Matt Bellamy. Also look out for an album called Spiderland by a band called Slint. They split a long time ago but they really do rule. And anyone into Space at their quirkiest should check out Pavement. Bye for now.
P.S. What do Space think of Napster
Why the hell didn't the guestbook pick that up? I actually put a bit at the end of my message saying something like "if the diary of a wimp b-sides are anything to go by it looks promising".
No, I didn't go to the coast, believe me we had 14 very very full days going to the theme parks. "Islands of Adventure" was the best place for rollercoasters. All the theme parks, especially Disney, struck me as somewhat sinister. Who would create a completely fictitious world, then lead young children to believe it all? Sounds like a world takeover plan to me. Speaking of which, when's Batty back?
Nanananana, Tommy Scott dooby doo....
Why have I got absolutely nothing to say?
Yours speechlessly
Queen Lindz
xx
Lindz- Disney is the best place EVER because you can take it in to ways. 1) The sinister side- how can the staff be insanely happy ALL the time- therefore it's v.entertaining. Or 2) You don't have to give a shit about the real world and join the stampede for Splash Mountain.
I don't have much to say either- so I'll tell you all it's my birthday on Wednesday (and the first day of school- bleurgh!)
I just got "Diary of a Wimp"......WOW! You guys are great!!!! Am I the only guy in the U.S. that realizes how cool this stuff is.....? Sad....while the rest of America is stuck on Korn and NSync I'll just sit here with my Space...... Will "Love You More Than Football" be released in the U.S.? If not I'll be happy to get it on import.... Keep up the great work!!!!
I didn't think Splash Mountain was all that good actually. All that Brer Rabbit stuff was a bit daft.
Will "LYMTF" be released in the US?! Yeah, probably in about 30 years when the rest of us get it too. 30 years.... Tommy will be about 60! How scary. Saying that, I'll be 44. But I'll still wear groovy clothes and hate "Pop" music.
Happy birthday for Wednesday, Frankie. I'll say it again on the day if I remember.
Queen Lindz
TP wasn't released in the USA so I doubt LYMTF will...
I can just see us all in 30 yrs sitting waiting for the new album and waiting for Webmaster to clear the guestbook!
HI KIDS! I`M HOME!!!!! well, wasn`t that a long two weeks? lets start at the begining, a very good place to start. i left my house, forgettingt o take my camp bed, got into a taxi, got out at bath train station, got on a train to swindon, got onto a minibus, and travelled to farnham. as soon as i got there i was engaged in the transportation of tents from one tent to annother, and generally settling in for the week. i met my camper, who was a bit of a nightmare. she`s 19, and her name is shelley. she was fine for about half an hour, then she threw a wobbly and demanded to go home instatly. then she refused to go home, and refused to stay at camp. then she said she wanted to die. we eventually persuaded her to stay at camp. she was fine for a day or so, then she demanded to go home that minute, and if she didn`t go home that second she would make it rain. again, we persuaded her that she hasd to wait `til the next day before her mum could come and get her, and then she decided that she didn`t want to go home anyway. then it rained. she was fine for the rest of the week. unlike my back, which suffered from having to lift her on and off the toilet, in and out of bed, on and off benches to get her changed, and hold her up when transferring from electric to manual chairs. good job i`m not quite as feeble as i claim to be. then the end of the week came. the day before last, thursday 24th, the son of one of the regular campers turned up. his name is david. he`s 6ft2", likes space, and 15 years old. wahey. the disco that was absolute pants, but we were chatting and getting on really well, he said he liked my hair, which was waxed into spikes. we couldn`t be bothered to go to bed, so we sat up, he gave me a foot massage and even offered to carry me to his tent. but he didn`t, `cos we couldn`t be bothered to get up. i eventually went to bed when sam, one of the other helpers, told me i had to. the next day i saw him around, mainly talking with the girls in the tent next to me, who i was really good friends with. megan and hailey. both 14. that night i discovered that the stupid backstabbing cow megan was snogging him in the woods somewhere, leaveing the rest of us wondering where the hell they wewre, and leaving me feeling ever so slightly betrayed, as she knew i really fancied him, and she wasn`t that keen on him to start with.ho hum. never mind. i got over it. the only thiong is, i have to put up with them being all lovey dovey and sweet next year at camp (if it lasts that long) as he`s coming back as a stunt man. great. i`ll be over it by then. then i had the lovely prospect of getting to london. i was supposed to be getting the train from farbham to waterloo, then a bus to central hall, but this wonderfull person called carla gave me lift right to the doors. which was really an answer to prayer, as i had no idea where i was supposed to be going. In answer to tim`s question earlier, lindz and i are both christians. infact, that`s why i was in london, doing a thing called share jesus mission, going out and evangelising to the young people on the streets of london. i was in a place called worple road, wimbledon. my team were really great, i loved them all. especially this one guy called ralph (pronounced rayf). he`s 21, and has just finished uni in swansea doing marine biology. he also has a strange and highly unnatural obsession with poo. but he`s soo sweet you don`t mind. infact he`s really funny. but anyway. i had a great week, and have come back spiritually refreshed, if physicaly knackered. hum. so, if anyone out there fancies talking about God and Jesus and stuff, you know who to turn to. hum. well, that`s my life in brief for the past fortnight. nice to see people missed me, if only a bit. and as for jonny`s auction, all the money i have in the world (52p) for a snog. hum. got to go now, missed you all loads, the batmeister xoxoxox
Batz- I feel like I know you better than some of my best friends after all that! Welcome back to the uncleared guestbook full of all us lot again.
u wanna piece?
#This is not a good time... (nana).... this is not a good time... go away you stupid rat... (nana)... this is not a good time...# *very strange, completely spontaneous song types itself on Lindz's keyboard* I'm going mad doodoodoo, why?
#Nana... strange things are going on (nana)... sounds of lawnmower from outside (nana)... Webmaster's sitting in the pond (nana)... when's he going to clear the page (nana)... when you're 45 and still waiting (nana)... you'll know he's gone for good (nana)... Tommy's realised he can't have me (nana)... so he's gone to be a monk (nana)... Album down the drain (nana)... so we're Pulp fans instead#
Queen Lindz
Sorry for those mad ravings. Needless to say I'm in a bit of a strange mood today.
Batz - just been reading about your reasons for coming to London. Now, that really makes one of my answers in that survey thingy look quite rediculous...see if you can guess which one!
Oh, and 52p should cover it. I can buy a king-size Mars bar with that.
And sometimes I think I'M a bit weird. Lovely song though Lindz....
Today I have finally got around to changing my room. It's gone all purple though! How did that happen? I wasn't planning it...it still looks like a spaced out hippy lives there though- which is quite fitting really...
What it says as my name.
Buy Jeff Buckley's album Grace only a fiver in Fopp. Buy JJ77's album JJ72. And if u havnet already buy Muse's Showbiz.
At least your room HAS been changed, Frankie, I've never had my room in our current house redecorated, although we've lived here nearly 5 years. It's still like it was when we moved in. Idealy I want it midnight blue (purple is second choice) but as my room is frequently used as the guestroom (and I get the shove), I can't honestly see it happening.
Also there is nothing wrong with being a spaced out hippy, in fact they are the coolest people there are and should be tracked down by their adolescent crushes (yes, I admit it) and never left alone again, ever.
Speaking as a self confessed spaced out hippy of course.
Yeah Lindz but the room had been the same since I was 8, that's 9 years!
I heard Fran In Japan on the TV yesterday and discovered it was in the background to a programme about an art gallery! Weird.
Batz and Lindz - Nice to hear there's some other Christians here. :-)
If you haven't been to Greenbelt ever (did either of you go this year? - I might have met you!). Anyway, I would kinda recommend it - Its basically a campsite (at Cheltenham racecourse) built around a few stages where bands play. There are some big names - but they are all christians. DUST (you may have heard of them - christian hard rock band) were there (they're from st.albans like me). Also (surprisingly) - Rick Wakeman was there - he rocked. Tom Robinson was there! Doing some boring hymns up until the end when he did "2-4-6-8-motorway" and "power in the darkness". The DumDums were there (I haven't much of them, I didn't see them, but I know they're pretty famous and I saw their name in the programme). No SPACE though :-( no - wait, a guy called mal pope did a cover of we gotta get out of this place, but I don't really think of that as a space song. the (bore-you-witless) official website is www.greenbelt.org.uk.
I'm sure 99% of the people in here couldn't care less, and are getting really bored with this message (believe me - i'm getting boring with this message). and are all starting to wish they'd never started reading it. especially that JonnyBoy3 guy - but who really gives a toss about him?
Tata,
If anyone missed it first time, click HERE: http://www.radioclyde.co.uk/clyde1/tunes/space.ram to listen to love you more than football.
Tim
What the hell! www.gutrecords.com has just informed me that:
Having finished recording their 3rd album, Space started on their regional tour, ready to begin promotion of their new album (title TBC), recently appearing on TFI Friday, performing 'Diary Of A Wimp'.
However, Tommy has put the breaks on the album having written 4 new songs that he wants on the album. Much heavier than the rest of the album, these songs signify a return to the beatfreak side of Space.
So, into the studio go Space, into the producers chair go the Orb, and onto the 3rd Space album go the new songs.
TBC? Thats not the title - what's going on? Where is Dave the Webmaster when we really need him?!>! Hooray to the beatfreak return though!!! And whats this starting a regional tour - everything I thought was happening (cancelled tours, bad promotion, title: LYMTF, no more psychopathic style) is WRONG. Prozac is the only solution I can see.
hey tim. i wasn`t at greenbelt, but my friends from share jesus mission were there, ben, pete sarah and lucy. also a guy called ralph (pronounced rayph) was on the christian aid stand aparently. jonny, could that be the one saying you didn`t think i believed in god? don`t worry about it honey. i still luv ya. well, i have like three bits of course work to do before wednesday. luv u all batersby xoxox
Hello people.
Album still not released?
Dave's disappeared?
Maybe he's dead.
Maybe they're all dead.
(metaphorically of course)
You should all go and listen to some real music, -for example OLD space stuff or, even, shockingly some other mainstream group.
Even I pity you and that's quite tragic.
Just like to say that Space rock.! I recently got Tin Planet, after loving Spiders. Its great! I can't wait to hear more of your clever, funny lyrics put to some more great music in 'Love You More than Football'!
It's your say...
It's your say...
Hey look everybody Owen came back...what a big suprise. I'm not even gonna bother insulting you, you're not worth it.
I suddenly feel like the left out atheist here...ah well it's a tough world out there.
What the fu*k is also this new album stuff? 'TBC' what? Regional tour? I new about the new songs but this gets weirder....
Explain Webmaster! (has anyone tried e-mailing him?)
How weird... "They're dead, Dave, everybody's dead, Dave" suddenly takes on a whole new meaning...
In the last house, though, Frankie, I last had my room decorated when I was 7. Damn. Still only 8 years.
So Owen came back. Do you think if we ignored him he'd shut up? In answer to your question, Owen, I do listen to old Space music, and they are not, believe it or not, the only band I like and am in web contact with. I was notified by email of the release of "The Art of Driving" by Black Box Recorder and (finally) bought it at the weekend.
Who's back at school then?
Queen Lindz
i go back to school tomorrow. arrrrggghh!!!!! my mschool has undergone some major changes recently, so it`ll be like a whole new school when we go back. what fun. i also like bands other than space, if you check out my web sire you`ll see links to the pages of some very cool bands. anywho. frankie, the obvious answer is to become a good god fearing christian, then you wont feel left out. joke. well, sort of. anyroad. i`m supposed to be doing a lot of course work right now, but i really can`t be arsed. i think perhaps it`s time you let the band out from under your sink frankie. well, i ought to go have a shower now, `cos i absolutely ming. see yas all later. luv-u-loads the battiest of u all xoxox
1st day at 6th Form was soooo boring. I was told nothing I already knew. Ah well 16 English lessons a week! (That is good Ok!)
Let's have a heated debate- what does TBC stand for?
Heated debate, Frankie?! Noone knows what "TBC" stands for anyway.
I've still got to learn all these bloody german jobs (Who cares what a Burokaufsmann is anyway?). Not sure I'd be so chuffed about so many english lessons... my English teacher is a goofy castrati with an appalling taste in ties. Noone has the guts to look him in the eye, and he tells me off for sitting and laughing through all the lessons.
#Ticking away, the seconds that make up a dull day... shorter of breath and one day closer to death... noone told you when to run, you missed the starting gun... you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking, and racing around you to come up behind you again...# I didn't write that, wish I did, it's by the amazing Pink Floyd. Anyone who says anything at all about them has me to answer to...
Queen Lindz
hi everyone. I thought TBC stood for 'to be confirmed' like they haven't decided what to call it yet? How long does it take to record 4 new songs?!!!! Does anyone here like idlewild?
i agree with julia, i thought it was somthong like that too. anyways. what does it matter, it`s never going to be released anyway. you can tell i`m in a good mood can`t you? actually i`m not that annoyed. first day back wasn`t too bad. havn`t got long to type much, so luv u `n leave u. batters xoxox
You have been my favorite band for years. I can only buy your CDs from import sections and I feel like the only person in LA who has heard of you guys!!! But, just the same, I think you rock and are so original... unlike anyone else, and I love that. I would love any concert info or merchandise offers. I really hope to see you in concert one day, that would be very awesome! Keep up the terrific work, you are a rockin' band.
Noone's around!
Despite being in an unbelievable cheerful mood for most of this week (yes I know!!! The first week back at school!) I now feel very flat. Still no sign of my loves (Tommy OR Vernon), and no real blokes either.
So let me tell you about my lovelife, which extends no further than the boundaries of my own imagination...
Last night I dreamt that I was back in Florida. I was in a very shallow swimming pool, where I met a couple, who I got chatting to. When I got home, I met the same couple after watching a football match. The woman disappeared for a minute and the bloke and me just started kissing. He wans't even good looking, he had a tiny tufty beard like Tommmy used to have and piercings. Scary.
Does anyone else have such scary dreams? Please tell me I'm not the only one.
Queen Lindz
It's your say...LOVE THE DIARY OF A WIMP ALONG WITH EVERYTHING ELSE!
OK so TBC debate isn't going then. Can we have a debate about SOMETHING please!?
Being in sixth form is so weird weird weird. Besides having to wear a bloody navy suit (*gag*) people expect you to know things and have a CAREER planned! Plus I've found out all my bloke's friends think I'm weird (well- almost as weird as him...)
Can I just complian about 1 more thing? Being 17= not good. I feel old which is strange.
It's your say...COME ON SPACE GET TO GRIMSBY YOU KNOW WE HAVE ALOT IN COMMON THE DOCKS FOR ONE HELP GRIMSBY GET ON THE MUSIC MAP COME PLAY HERE THIS YEAR CHRIST WEVE NOTHING ELSE TO LOOK FORWARD TO.... ONLY RELEGATION TO DIVISION 2. HA, HA.
So what if yer lad's mates think you're a bit dodgy? Most of the world thinks I'm weird and you don't catch me complaining, well not much anyway. Think of how many other much, much worse things they could despise you for!
Please everyone tell me about weird dreams, I don't want to look like even more of a freak.
Queen Lindz
hey yall i have wierd dreams too sometimes. like i dreamed that my sister married my friend`s brother, and that this guy i fancy turned up at the wedding to stop it `cos he thought it was me getting married. or the time i dreamed my mum told me she was pregnant. or some strange dream that involved jason donovan and a boat, but i can`t remember much nmore than that. the wierd thing is, that when i dream, i see everything from the outside. i see myself as if i was someone else, not as if i was inside me, you know what i mean? anyways. a good debate? there`s loads, but nmost of them are big crunchy ones like abortion, euthanasia, stuff like that. pick a random topic, like big brother is pants and should be taken off the air instantly? or man united are the curse of modern sport and should all be killed? football is the worst sport ever invented, and rugby is the sport of god? there`s loads. i need practice actually, not only for my future carer but, practice fofr mun. well, i oughta be oft now. luv yas all the bat xoxox
Lindz- yeah but I don't know WHY they think I'm weird- I hardly know most of them and I'd like a reason! They do have many to choose from...
Weird dreams? Dreaming I'd got up, got dressed etc, left the house and arrived at school to find they'd changed the uniform to an orange skirt and brown jumper (ie the reverse of before)for both girls and lads (!?) Plus I trhen woke up and had to do it ALL again (without the uniform thing).
I think Space are dead and everyones scared to tell us because well start a riot.
P.S. Jeff Buckley Rules
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I was just seaching for MUSE on the NME- site and I was really shocked to read something about SPACE there! Yes they will be playing at the Millennium Dome September 27 along with Shed 7 and The Bluetones !!! I don't know if I can come. Some acts for the 26th are not yet announced, if MUSE will be there....I know where I'll be!!!
Hey fock me, NO FOCK U ;)
The DOME?! With The Bluetones as well! How the hell can I get there? What's the reason anyway?
Why do we never get any ifno these days!?
well guys the australian summer festivel season is upon us! are u comming down under or what?
I'm so depressed. Someone mail me hell-of-a-girl@indykid.com
Queen Lindz
Finally someone mentions MUSE. The savoirs of rock music. The spirits of Music to come. A band i trully believe will be better than Radiohead. Maybe even bigger. For they are destined for great things. Just like Jeff Buckley was before he died 3 years ago.
P.S> Hey, did i ever say Jeff Buckley rules.
The Bluetones are a top band, new album is a real step in the right direction.
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How many times must I have read:
"You know, Kuk? I think you could be right."
???
Tim- yeah, and I'm sure Lindz is getting pretty sick of it by now as well. There's my holiday messages still up there!
I am getting so bored.
Still depressed.
Still wish Webmaster would clear the page.
Anyone want to join my quest to find him?
Queen Lindz
lindz my little goosebry. don`t be depressed, you know we all luv ya loads and loads and loads, so what could there possibly be to feel down about? think on poor ickle me, who`s dream lad lives miles away, is completely uninterested and hardly ever mails me. also all me lads from the atc has deserted me, and even the guy who was supposed to fancy me spends half the time he`s around me talking about this other girl he fancies. to top that one, i died my hair purple again, and suceeded in dying half my face as well. also me has way way too much prep to humanly do in the time i have. i has loads to be down about, but i`m not. i`ve just fired 30 rounds at man shape targets. so that`s one thing i can be happy about. also, i`m listening to this rocking new cd, that i got free with a christian music magazine called juice. also, God is really making things happen for this thing my best mates and me ar doing at school. so everyone who`s christian pray for me in that. well, i has like 4 prepes tonight, plus like 4 more outstanding peices of coursework i have to get finished at some point. what joy. what rapture. i`ll have to go now, but remember, however bad you feel, there`s always someone worse off. at least you`re not starving `cps of a drought or living rough on the streets `cos your parents are dead. also, remember that there are people who care about you, parents, friends, and everyone on the guest book, except owen of course. and God. he luvs ya long time. the bat
If it cheers anyone up - If you haven't got it, the CD single of money/kill me is up for auction on ebay.co.uk - its got a cool original version of money on it. ho-hum, been back at school for half a week, homework sucks, etc.
oh and bat - yes there's always someone worse off that you, yes god is always there, and remember - just think how lucky you are that you have the internet. some people don't even have clean water.
oh, and btw, what football teams (if any) does anyone support. just trying to see if anyone else in the world supports the mighty mighty Posh (peterborough united).
Everton! Everton! Everton! um...Everton! Everton! Everton! A classic. And a grand old team indeed. Hope that answers yer question, Posh lad.
Lindz, don't feel down, I've mailed you. Batz - life's an arse. You'll get used to it, it's like the birds singing. I'll mail you soon too.
Space are flops and they treat their fans like mugs...still no smiley face...(can't wait for the reaction..."How dare you! I met Jaimie and he smiled...albeit not in my direction...") You'd think they'd have told you guys what was going on by now! How long have you been waiting? A year? Pfff. Good luck. The Orb producing sounds promising by the way.
I scored a hell of a goal today. Oh aye.
Jonny
It's your say...youve lost it boys
It's your say...
ARRRRRRGH! Negativity all around me! Bad stuff for me: A-levs (so hard!), no Space stuff, paranoid parents out buying bread and petrol. Good stuff: serioulsy lovely bloke who is cute all the time (humour me- I'm in love) and some new purple nail varnish...
Ah Webmaster you are probably away somewhere and there's a new one reading this who doesn't know our ways and laughing like a maniac...
Smile my friends- because there are always carrots...
I've decided to kill myself if hte Space album isnt released by the end of the year. Maybe that will get them going.
Wouldn't bank on it, Muse boy.
I had lots of fun today after school deliberately ripping holes and ladders into my tights, how exciting can life get?!
Tomorrow we have to bring in a "song about love" for RE work, hahahaha, I'm taking "FOTS", a little bit of truth and sense amid the choruses of "I love you and you know I do/ so won't you say you love me too?" (I just made that up by the way before you rush out to buy such a wonderful song, ahahahaha not.) and other such mindless lyrics by various pop bands wearing shiny, see through jackets and their sister's sarong.
At least I know I will always have my sanity.
Queen Lindz xxxx
i wouldn`t say stuff like that spacemuse, you might be held to it. and as for football. urgh. i don`t like it one little bit. it`s a pile of cac stained steaming nether garments. and footballers are a load of pansies. rugby. now there`s a mans game. and if anyone is interested, isupport bath, `cos i live here, and swansea, `cos they rock. internationally i suiprot wales, `cos it`s the country of god. well, that was informative. i`ve just got a letter from this guy i met in the holidays. he`s sooooo sweet. but he`s 22 and i can tell it was a mass produced letter that he sent to all of our team. but he`s still luverly. anywho. pray for me. `cos this bible study/prayer fellowship/christian union thing is kicking off tomorrow. my mates are all really worried about it. but i`m not. well, got to go now. my mum told me not to be long. luv yas all rae xoxox
Hey - I've figured out what JonnyBoy3's name means.
Name: Jonny Sex: Boy Age: 3
Could it be that our guestbook friend Jonny is a schizo? :-)
Only joking! Oh and hey - the webmasters not dead, they've announced the release date (for absolutely certain) and everyone in this guestbook is going to receive £50,000. Then i woke up
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Tim- nice dream, sounds good.
Lindz- why they hell do you get such good RE stuff to do! I would have killed for something like that. I would have taken M&YVsTW instead though- probably just my opinion; I'm a sucker for tragedy...
NEWS! That Dome gig thing is planning to be filmed for TV, meaning we can hopefully see it.
I first thought of M&YVTW but I'm not sure the rest of the class would appreciate the humour (even just after "I first met you... etc" they would have looked at me oddly).... I thought that "FOTS" was a good safe bet. I was disappointed though cos the clueless teacher didn't have a CD player so only the people who took in tapes (ie not me) got to play their songs. So I had to endure the likes of "Your Love is My love" and "7 days". The only way I maintain my slender grip on reality is the friendship I share with my collection of singing potatoes.
How can you say rugby is better than football?! Football is a great, fantastic game, I support Liverpool FC and Tranmere, saw them beat Wolves at Molineux at the weekend, it was fantastic (still catch myself singing "Super White Army" and "Oh Birkenhead is Wonderful" at odd intervals... though the best is "Are you Bolton in disguise?!")... hope to see them play Blues on the 23rd... only £7 for a ticket cos I'm still only 14... until November.
Queen Lindz
Frankie - where are you getting this Dome Concert news from?!
Is anyone having petrol problems? :)
Katy - Dome concert news comes via Teletex, one of my valuable sources. Maybe there's a website about it somewhere. Anyone planning to go- if you can handle the shame of going to the Dome?
Well its only 18 das till radiohead release their new album. Thier next one will be out before LYMTF. Actually chances are Jeff Buckley, John Lennon, Kurt Cobain, Richy Edwards and Jimi Hendrix will be back from the dead to make their own all conquoring five-a-side team before LYMTF is released.
P.S. The absence of Space has made me insane. Over the last 6 months ive started to like Kurt Cobain and i even listened to a Nirvana album. It want Nevermind though. Im not a sheep.
well, space certainly arn't doin much are they
See above for the understatement of the year...
can not wait for the new album. Its gonna be top.
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It's your say...
I couldn't post last night...does that mean this thing's gonna be cleared? I also appear to know news before Webmaster; nice thing about free tickets but I can't go anyway. :(
Just a thought... WHY DO I FANCY SO MANY PEOPLE?! It's making me feel like a loveless, boycrazed teenager. Funny, that, isn't it?
The life of Queen Lindz; a story of lust, intruigue and... assasination
I painted my nails black last night.
I may be forced to abdicate.
What's wrong with black nails, I have them quite a lot of the time. Plus I believet that if we are blindly forced to have a monarchy why shouldn't the queen be a LITTLE bit more modern? I know you don't like glitter but put some pink glitter over it- it looks SO GOOD! your humble (yeah right!) subject, Frankie.
PS: I e-mailed Webmaster after the veritable flurry off activity yesterday but he hasn't replied. *HUMPH!*
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make my butt da chronic, i wanna get fucked up
Saw Bob Dylan live last night. Oh my God does this guy rule. Best gig of my life
hey up peeps. how y`all doin'? me is in heap good mood today. know not y. had a girlie night out last night. saw scary movie. it rocks. then hung around town. met some mad italian bloaks, then some wierd guy who was too depressed to talk to me, then a really cool guy called james who`s going to canada soon. then these mad people who were trying to make this lady walk in high heeled shoes when she wa clearly too pissed to walk in normal shoe. so i said i`d walk in her shoes (please bear in mind that i never wear high heels) if they would give me money. they said they wouldn`t give me money, but i could wear the shoes anyway. so i did. oh what fun. then my mates mum picked us up, and we went to get my mates brother, but he wasn`t where he was supposed to be, and no-one knew where he was so we told his mates to tell him he had to walk home. gutted justin, he .lives miles from the centre of town. ha ha. well, boredom kills, and i`m bored. so i`ll go for a bike ride now. luv-u-all bativiere xoxox
I feel a bit in need of a girl's night out (not that I'm in any way girlie at all), I'll have to suggest it to my mateys.
I think I am the only person in Solihull who wears black nail varnish, there was tons of it at Miss Selfridge (yes, I know) for 50p. Noone else had bought it. Glitter? No thanks. I don't have any pink glitter anyway and wouldn't wear it if I did (so why would I have it then?).
Not so depressed! Saw the love of my life yesterday (one of them anyway). I think he likes me! (sorry to be so infant school but there we go) There may be a new unsingle Lindz round here soon!
Queen Lindz
How about with have a Space-y girls night out? Me, Lindz, Batters, Katy, Julia, Em, Catherine etc plus anyone who wants to come along. Who cares if we all live at opposite ends of the country?
Lindz- good look with the bloke then. I am currently sporting dark purple Urban Decay nail varnish with multcoloured glitter over it if you're interested...
Long time no Space
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Sounds like a laugh. Space girlies go out, run around the town laughing madly, singing "Y+MVTW" etc and ending up under a brigde a litlle, erm, happy.
Nice nail varnish. I'd still have my black on but I'd be in detention faster than I could say "Oh hello Mr Edwards". (You won't really get that cos Mr Edwards = assistant head teacher and the terror of Tudor Grange.)
I'm off to the BBC site to get Britney Spear's advice on a load of completely fictitious problems, hahahahahaha.
Queen Lindz
Hey! I like this idea of a Spacey girls night out! We could get Richard to cover it since he must have absolutely f*ck all else to write about in the bleeding fanzine!! Can';t you just think of the headline?! "Spacey Girls run rampant!" or something like that! ugh, started back at school today, reminded me how I don't fit in. Saw the goodlooking boys who I spent last term lusting over but now I'm going to be more restrained since I fancy this boy I met for like, half an hour, two months ago. He was wearing a top hat and black lipstick. I mean, what else could a girl want?! :) Talking of nail varnish, I'm not wearing any at the moment, but if I was I'd be wearing different colours on different nails.
Lindz- wait 'til you get to 6th form, stuff like that is allowed! Oh bliss bliss bliss. Unfortunately you sometimes have to suffer the wrath of navy suits or something similar.
Girls night out sounds like an agreed thing, anyone got a place we can go?
Where can we all meet up? I'm in middlesex, which is quite near London. Or maybe we can go on a Spacey pilgrimage and go somewhere....... I dunno.
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A Spacey pilgrimage has to be in Liverpool then doesn't it?
I live in Blackpool if that's relevant...
Nobody like me, everyone wanna kick da hell outta me.
You appear to have finally got the message then?
(Tim'll be happy to help you)
Navy suits?! Which 6th Form college is this then? (so I can avoid it!) Space Ladies' night out idea vvvvv good! Why don't you all come here?! I'm in the midlands! Just right for eveyone. Frankie, is it true that people in Blackpool live on fish and chips? (Sorry) Spacey Pilgramige idea also good. We can go and worship in the, erm, grandeur of Woodside. Nice.
Saw the vid of "BoTJ", oi, Cerys, get yer mits off Tommy, he's mine!
Still lusting over too many people, only one of which goes to my school (let's face it, Sillhillians are ugly mingers, glad I'm not a native.)
Going to see Tranmere thrash Blues on Saturday, I really hope so anyway cos most of the people in my class are "Broomoies" (brummies) and will not shut up if we lose.
I am fearing for my life, assasination always seems near when you have such a coveted position.
Queen Lindz.
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PLEASE tell me you've all got tickets if possible to go and see Space at the Dome?
Lindz- no we do not live on fish and chips. But we do have a saying: If it's tourist season why can't we shoot them!
Katy- no tickets for me. I can't get to the Dome and back without spending sh*tloads on train tickets etc.
Bloody well hurry up with the album!
It's your say...Not bad, but i woz hoping 2 c the full version of "we've gotta get out of this place" as i did not buy it, but love the song!
It's your say...Hope 2 hear from u soon.
Space are well good and you all look like a happening bunch of people. why is the guestbook so big? surely it could be shortened. when is the new album out? diary of a wimp was well good. c u later ;>)
Spock - the guestbook's well big because the webmaster has buggered off and disappeared!
I e-mailed Webmaster about a week ago and he still hasn't replied! I KNOW someone's there coz the site got updated....
Hi I haven't been able to write here for a while cos 6th form's being hectic....this book still hasn't been cleared i see!!! Who else is going to this thing next wednesday? I've got tickets (thanks!! - thats to the person i mailed from this site for them), but I'm not totally sure that i can go...it depends on whether or not one of my friends is allowed to come with me and if I can figure out how to get back from london to abingdon at 11:00 pm, and not be completley exhausted the next day.
Did any1 else notice that space were on the telly the other night? ITV were showing them at the reading festival last year, and I was so happy that I managed to tape it cos when they showed it the first time round my video player messed it up and I was so p-ed off. Anyway, they showed one of the new songs, it's very very good. Is anyone else on ICQ? if so my number is 53077459.
well maybe I'll see some of u on wednesday,
Julia
ps i'll advertise my space site again its http://peppermeen.tripod.com/ I update it really often.
Hello again. I havent been here 4 ages, and you will all have forgotten me but what the hell, if the webmaster can do it so can I. I think we should all swear manically and see if the webmaster blokey comes back to delete it. what do you think? Well, since space arent going to release n e thing in a while I have been listening to Green Day. They rock. They release stuff too! I think that space (and the webmaster) have gone into hybernation and wont come out till it gets warmer in England. Well have to wait for global warming to kick in.
I know we're always a bit late in Germany... Yes Matt Muse is no 8 of the sexiest blokes!!! He deserves to no 1. But Tommy could also be among the top 10 if Space release LYMTF....
who da F*** is imitating me cos i'm using WinME and the other person who thinks dere me is using Win98, dont f*** with me fool
JonnyBoy3 - you need a good slapping about with a large trout. Go suck a lemon. Then return to that pond of yours...mummy's calling, your plancton's ready.
Ta ra.
JonnyBoy3 - Jonny was here WAY before you and he's much cooler. If you continue insulting him you will face the wrath of the mighty Batz and Lindz.
Why the heck was Diary Of A Wimp such a flop? it's a great song.
JonnyBoy3 is poo! I'm feeling really mature today so beware- my wrath is greater than most in this strange world. Anyway what's wrong with me wearing fairy wings whilst doing my politics homework? NOTHING I tell you!
*ahem*
So how are we all doing. Julia- A-levs are waaaay scary aren't they? Anyone other than Katy going to the Dome- I expect a full report from you OK! Peanut M&M person: I remember you and your made-up-country, ah, the little scamp you are....
Frankz - I'll see if I can take photos and everything.. I'll probably make a sign saying, "I love you but where's the frigging album?!" To the person who was worrying about getting back to Abingdon at 11pm or something, don't worry. Space are on first so that'll be good for half an hour and then it's all the other crap bands so if they're shite we can leave earlier. I'm still staying to watch the Bluetones though. Yummy Mark Morrison or what ever his name is!
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'Frankz?'- eek! Oh but make that sign Katy, I'm sure they'd find it funny. It was a bit stupid to have that concert then wasn't it coz people aren't exactly gonna get to it in the middle of the week.
A) Japina is a real place: between Japan and China B) I'm C ing Green Day live in concert!!!! C) Erm... thats it actually
I wish that the administrators of this site would at least keep the DISCOGRAPHY up to date. I want to be able to look here for release dates!! I already had to find out on my own about the 2 "Diary of A Wimp" singles that I bought from Japan but have no idea about other singles coming out or when the album will be released OR WHEN SPACE IS COMING TO LOS ANGELES!!! Thanks, Jay
I wish that the administrators of this site would at least keep the DISCOGRAPHY up to date. I want to be able to look here for release dates!! I already had to find out on my own about the 2 "Diary of A Wimp" singles that I bought from Japan but have no idea about other singles coming out or when the album will be released OR WHEN SPACE IS COMING TO LOS ANGELES!!! Thanks, Jay
I wish that the administrators of this site would at least keep the DISCOGRAPHY up to date. I want to be able to look here for release dates!! I already had to find out on my own about the 2 "Diary of A Wimp" singles that I bought from Japan but have no idea about other singles coming out or when the album will be released OR WHEN SPACE IS COMING TO LOS ANGELES!!! Thanks, Jay
Eeek! One of those scary Americans who can't use the guestbook!
Peanut- going to see Green Day: wow wowy wow! Tell us how fantabolously brilliant it was (and it WILL be).
so when are you guys coming to the states? i'm fiending for you!
Please, please hurry up with that album. Tin Planet is definitely in my top 10 of all time.
It's your say...Hope Space's New album does well when it is released next year.
I asked the guy in Our Price if he could find out when LYMTF is being released. It wasn't listed on the computer but he said:
"...but the release date should be in the list we get next Monday so check back then. It shouldn't be more than three weeks."
So he's obviously heard of it. I will check back to see (and tell you guys any news). However, I can't get rid of this phrase, "Heard it all before" bouncing around my head.
See you all
Tim
"What's the point of going out anyway? We're just going to end up back here."
Hey Frankz! I made the sign! it said.. SPACE - WHERE'S THE ALBUM? and then in small letters it said, We've been waiting too long you bastards - we still love you tho! and, the concert was EXCELLENT! All the bands were great but I didn't really care for Rick "Spaz" Witter's style. The Bluetones rocked as well and my mate caught Mark Morrison's water bottle! And then Space came on after Shed 7. They ruled! After 5 minutes, Tommy was looking around and he saw the sign and laughed his head off! He didn't see the smaller writing though... Jamie was closest and was very sexay! He stepped up to the edge of the stage to read the whole thing and then he smiled and sort of went, "oo-er" and while I was waving the sign about, Sam took loads of photos for me! Tommy pointed at me when he sang, "I shout myself hoarse for your supernatural force!" Fun. Fun. Fun. Then we had to go back on the trains and smack up this stupid crisp machine.. Don't ask. But the gig ruled! I HAVE to see Space again! Jamie is very addictive and much... cleaner.. in real life! LOL!
Love ya girls!
Hey Frankz! I made the sign! it said.. SPACE - WHERE'S THE ALBUM? and then in small letters it said, We've been waiting too long you bastards - we still love you tho! and, the concert was EXCELLENT! All the bands were great but I didn't really care for Rick "Spaz" Witter's style. The Bluetones rocked as well and my mate caught Mark Morrison's water bottle! And then Space came on after Shed 7. They ruled! After 5 minutes, Tommy was looking around and he saw the sign and laughed his head off! He didn't see the smaller writing though... Jamie was closest and was very sexay! He stepped up to the edge of the stage to read the whole thing and then he smiled and sort of went, "oo-er" and while I was waving the sign about, Sam took loads of photos for me! Tommy pointed at me when he sang, "I shout myself hoarse for your supernatural force!" Fun. Fun. Fun. Then we had to go back on the trains and smack up this stupid crisp machine.. Don't ask. But the gig ruled! I HAVE to see Space again! Jamie is very addictive and much... cleaner.. in real life! LOL!
Love ya girls!
Hey Frankz! I made the sign! it said.. SPACE - WHERE'S THE ALBUM? and then in small letters it said, We've been waiting too long you bastards - we still love you tho! and, the concert was EXCELLENT! All the bands were great but I didn't really care for Rick "Spaz" Witter's style. The Bluetones rocked as well and my mate caught Mark Morrison's water bottle! And then Space came on after Shed 7. They ruled! After 5 minutes, Tommy was looking around and he saw the sign and laughed his head off! He didn't see the smaller writing though... Jamie was closest and was very sexay! He stepped up to the edge of the stage to read the whole thing and then he smiled and sort of went, "oo-er" and while I was waving the sign about, Sam took loads of photos for me! Tommy pointed at me when he sang, "I shout myself hoarse for your supernatural force!" Fun. Fun. Fun. Then we had to go back on the trains and smack up this stupid crisp machine.. Don't ask. But the gig ruled! I HAVE to see Space again! Jamie is very addictive and much... cleaner.. in real life! LOL!
Love ya girls!
Hey Frankz! I made the sign! it said.. SPACE - WHERE'S THE ALBUM? and then in small letters it said, We've been waiting too long you bastards - we still love you tho! and, the concert was EXCELLENT! All the bands were great but I didn't really care for Rick "Spaz" Witter's style. The Bluetones rocked as well and my mate caught Mark Morrison's water bottle! And then Space came on after Shed 7. They ruled! After 5 minutes, Tommy was looking around and he saw the sign and laughed his head off! He didn't see the smaller writing though... Jamie was closest and was very sexay! He stepped up to the edge of the stage to read the whole thing and then he smiled and sort of went, "oo-er" and while I was waving the sign about, Sam took loads of photos for me! Tommy pointed at me when he sang, "I shout myself hoarse for your supernatural force!" Fun. Fun. Fun. Then we had to go back on the trains and smack up this stupid crisp machine.. Don't ask. But the gig ruled! I HAVE to see Space again! Jamie is very addictive and much... cleaner.. in real life! LOL!
Love ya girls!
Franks - I had a great time last night! I made my sign and everything! It said, "Space - Where's the album? (then in smaller letters) we've been waiting too long you bastards, we still love you tho!"
Good or what? The concert was brilliant, all the bands rocked but I didn't really like Rick "spaz" Witter. Tommy was soo lovely - he pointed at me when he sang, "I shout myself hoarse for your supernatural force!" They played at least 7 songs. 4 old and 3 new. Jamie sang a lovely solo. I took loads of pictures and they're going to be developed soon adn I fell in love with the Bluetones and my mate, Sam caught Mark Morrison's water bottle!!
I really aplogise for all the messages about the gig last night. I wrote the first one and sent it in a panic, the crappy school computer must have fucked up and send it like seven times!
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OOOOOOOOH! Katy I am so jealous yet so happy. I'm glad Tommy laughed- that must have been a really memorable gig. I wish I d' been there grrrrr! Glad to hear the Bluetones rocked as well (2nd favourite band.)
Tim- We've heard it all before but let us have hope! Try HMV instead of Our Price though coz they are frankly sh*t. Glad to hear they know about it though.....shouldn't we have another single first? (Everybody in the Madhouse?)
I'M BAAAACK! Having spent the last week in Japina with M&M laddie I'm now back and SO jealous of Katy- wish 1) I could see Space live and 2)I could make the members laugh so much and 3)Tommy would sing ANY bit of ANY song for me (even Neighbourhood).
Nothing going on as per usual, I see.
Truth of the Matter: the computer hasn't been working. Haven't been to Japina cos. sorry M&M dude, it doesn't exist.
Lindz (I abdicated in my absence)
Lindz! Why did you abdicate?! We need someone regal to keep us in control! At least we got Batz I suppose. How much money do you bet that she's eloped with Jonny?!
Monarchy *tsk* so unreliable...
Does anyone know why the upcoming tour dates section has said Cream 2000 for months? I'm gagging for another Space gig after that tease about the gig in July. Oh well, I guess VAST will have to do. Check out www.realvast.com flash enhanced version for a cool site, and make sure you turn up the volume. Have fun. RB
It's your say...alright red head its red head. ya getin snaped for sayin evertonians drive ya up the wall ya know where beter than kop s****
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Well, that's how it goes, we wouldn't be the Royal Family if we wernt a group of kleptomaniac, parasitical psychos.
See you on Monday- I'm going to attempt to meet Batty in London at MAYC. OGGY OGGY OGGY one and all!
The artist formerly known at Queen Lindz.
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\ / \ /\ / \/ \/hen space sing shit goes down the microphone & who ever reads this looks like dis
( (.)(.) ) , ++++
cock suckers
doh i couldn't get to london on wednesday, none of my friends could come with me and my parents wouldn't let me go by myself to london. and i probably couldn't have gone anyway even if i'd found some one to go with cos my locker slammed into my head on tuesday and i had the BIGGEST headache on wednesday. its been a crap week and now i've caught a cold too.
this is the second time my parents have said i can't go to a space thing now so please please please Space play in Oxford or maybe Reading or somewhere near there so that i can get to see them!!!
if anyone wants to email me i'm icklesnail@hotmail.com please someone cheer me up :-( i feel miserable and lonely
i iz Pimp Bizkit & 1 of the homeboyz with jonnyboy3 so get ready 2 be fucked
am majorly fed up since my photos came out shite, all you can see is a blurry Jamie
hello my name is JonnyBoy3 and my buddy is da chronic, give him a big applause now cos he'e da 1 and only Pimp Bizkit so what he says go's
yeh so listen up tramps if i say u don't know but just pretend the u fuckin pretend jonnyboy3 uv got an email reply and well meet
now alien dick suckers were r the fagz who know kiddy scripts (thats when they think there hackers but suck smegmar)
in fact all u suck smegmar thankz
Jonnyboy 3, 'mate'...stop it. You're really embarassing yourself.
"U ma's dick"...yeah, great. Go boil your head.
I think my membership to the fanclub has expired.. I can't remember how to join again, can anyone tell meeeeeeeee? I would look back in some of the fanzines but I've gutted most of them for pictures to put on my school books...
JonnyBoy3 stop pretending you have a friend! You're almost as worse than Owen....
Am I the only one who's happy here? It must be love...OK I'll stop annoying everyone.
Hope everyone is feeling better, stay happy and if not go have some chocolate!
Hi, The first song I ever heard of yours was the Tom Jones thingy with Catatonia from then on I've been a mad fan ever since and realised that I actually knew more of your songs than I thought I did - just that I didn't know you sang them.
Anyway just want to say that your really unique and I look forward to seeing you live one day.
Frankie - I've eaten so much chocolate, it's like an overdose! ::pout:: I'm still fed up!
when are space going to release the album then?
gotta say some of you ppl are a bit strange (Johny 3 and his friend) but most of you seem ok. whats all this about bret and owen that frankie and lindz seem to talk about every so often?
space rule.
Hey all,
Batz + Lindz - I see you were at MAYC too. How much of it did you go to?
JonnyBoy3 + Pimp Bizkit...why don't you go to someone else's guestbook if you hate Space so much? Its bad enough not having it cleared without having to read your crap everytime I (we) scroll down.
Tim
My weekend was brilliant.... I met up with Batty who is just as funny in real life as she is in the guestbook. I met her buying T shirts... I had a T shirt with "Lindz" on. I looked at the girl with spiky black hair.... she looked at me... She dropped her bag on the floor, turned round and on her back it said "Hello Lindz my Little Gooseberry".
Unfortunately she couldn't be here today, as she'd been kidnapped by teenyboppers, and needs the album to be released before she can get away.
Either that or her computer crashed.
Lindz
Ps the reason for my abdication; if I am to marry Tommy he will have to divorce first and as we all know royalty aren't meant to marry divorcees. However, if he divorces it will make him sad and if you love someone enough you just want them to be happy. So why have I just totally defeated my own argument for abdicating?
Lindz- nice to know the monarchy is in ruins; my evil plan is working. *mwaaaaahaha!*
Nice to hear 'bout you meeting Batz, can't we all meet somewhere?
Sorry I can't concentrate- Placebo are on the Priory *drool*. What would we do without that show?!
Hi all,
I have accidentally managed to acquire an extra copy of Begin Again CD1 (CDGUT19). (I won't go into detail - you won't care). Anyway, I'm gonna auction it in the Space chat room next Monday at 7pm. The money will go to charity (I haven't decided which yet - winner can help me decide). So if you haven't got it, or if you want to give some money to charity then come along. Also just come along for a chat. I will probably be there for about half an hour, and if I disappear in the middle, don't leave - its a dodgy connection I have.
I have no proof that I am secure, but I assure you I am. Payments by cheque only. For more info e-mail me: timato_ketchup@hotmail.com
And if your wondering why I'm doing this - why not?! I'm bored, just experimenting...
Tim :)
Come on, Frankie, hands up everyone who didn't already know the monarchy of this country is in a state of disrepair?
Of course we'll have to meet up, the big questions are "Where?", "When?" and "How?". We could ask the boys themselves along, though how we contact them is a problem- we can't go through Dave because he seems to have left the planet.
Come back, come back! We need you! We promise never to let any useless weirdo call you a 14 year old ever again (have you noticed he disappeared just after that?).
Lindz xxxxxxxxxxxxxx for Dave, now will you come back?
Aw Tim! You are so sweet- I want to know how you suddenly aquired a copy of Begin Again, can I aquire the original Neighbourhood release by accident please?
Lindz- I recomend sunny Blackpool. Fun for everyone and only 70p bus fare for me! How about when the skools are at half term or something?
Webmaster please return! We miss you wry comments and that cute way you delete or swearwords.
Maybe the money should go to a come-back-dave charity. We could put envelopes through people's doors and stuff! :) We could do a charity gig. Does anyone play an instrument (apart from JonnyBoy3, who clearly does vocals, out of his ar..)
Tim
Oh aye, I'm a guitarist/bassist, and a birrova songwriter to match. My stuff tends to come out as a mixture of my influences...SFA space-rock with shades of Blackalicious hip hop and touches of big beat and trip hop thrown in for good measure. They say the drugs don't work but...occasionally...
Big shout to Batz who, according to the equally fabulous Lindz, is being held captive by teenyboppers. Shouldn't think it would be too hard to break out through a wall of candy floss, but there you go, manners are manners...
Lardy dardy... Jonny
tim i've already got begin again but if i'm around monday i'll go into the chat and say hi....there should be a certain time and day every week or something when everyone who writes here should go into the chat room cos theres never any1 in there usually.
hey everyone check out this rarecollection of space promo items it includes badges,postcards,sticker and poster
http://cgi.ebay.co.uk/aw-cgi/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=458783392
if anyones after any Space posters or Promo cds,12"'s i have every space item they've put out available for sale! just email me at custardboy@Btinternet.com
The only things I would want would be the badges.. can't we get them separately?! Does anyone have a badge maker? I've come down from that high that was the Space concert and now I'm betting that Space will disappear and won't release the album until I finish year 11.. which is next may for anyone needing to know!
Yeah instead of Live Aid we can have 'Webmaster Aid'!
I can play the tambourine and glokenspeil if that helps....
I play guitar and keyboard type thingy, Jonny and me could write a special song, and Frankie could sing "Dancing in the Street". Or not.
Blackpool would be wicked, I've been a couple of times, years ago and it was a laugh, however I'm sure there's only so many times you can go to the Pleasure Beach.... and even I have noticed that the Illuminations are the same year after year. I'm going away at half term (Russia believe it or not) what about the next half term or Christmas or something?
I think Batty is another one who would benefit from a charity concert. Then with the money we raise we could hire seventy two hungry albino gophers to eat their way through the candyfloss (I wouldn't inflict that on any human, *bleugh*) and then we'll run through in our combat boots and silver star Trek type tops (except JonnyBoy3 who can wear his normal tutu if he's really that desperate) and say "Hey! We've come to save you!" and Jonny will carry her out in his arms and we'll all live happily ever after and Space will release the album and give us all free tickets to all their concert and a big kiss to those who want it.
Heh.
Lindz
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I'm a pianist myself (s'posed to be). but i also play drums and guitar. so hey: lindz=keyboard, jonny=bass/guitar, frankie=tambourine, + me on drums. we've got a little band. :)
Don't forget the auction. Oh and by the way, if anyone is looking for a/some particular space item(s) then e-mail me (timato_ketchup@hotmail.com) and I might able to get hold of it.) Do it before the auction (Mon 7pm) so I can find out if I can get it and I can tell you *LIVE* in the chat room. (and no, jonnyboy3, i can't find you a picture of space posing naked)
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The illuminations ARE the same evry year but they add some new ones at the beginning and all the dumb-ass tourists don't notice. I can't belive that you're going to Russia Lindz! Me and my b/f really wanted to go there for half term- I am sooooo jealous.
Do I really get to sing Dancing In The Street! Wow, I may be the screwed up indie chick but I have a secret thing for disco and mowtown...
Spiders was good, Tin Planet was excellent when's the new one out?!! I can't wait! Can't think of a name for it? Give me a bell and i'll think of one! mrdebauchery@tponline.net
Mr Scott, the title is "love you more than football", but: (a) gutrecords.com says that the title is to be confirmed. (b) it may never be released!
p.s. monday 7pm chat room be there
what the hell is this rumour floating about in here that the album will not be released, i may have to kill some people if it's not. i'm serious. In fact you'd better release it TOMORROW if you have any desire to survive the next week, i have listened to the albums till they died, and am slowly working my way through the singles. Hurry up.
Pimp Bizkit is my homey and if u look @ da remote user u c he's using 98 & me is using ME so get stunned
when's the new album out? weve been waiting 2 years! you rock!
Well I have to say that they r complete rubish and only due to the fact that ALEX is next to me I am not going to say anything obscene.
So they r crap.
Why'd you come here then?
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JonnyBoy3- Puh-lease! d'you think I'm that stupid- I'm sure you have access to more then one computer in this world!
Can something just HAPPEN please! I'm losing my sacastic wit ans I have mild concussion due to my b/f deciding to lift me up which resulted which resulted me in banging my head on the ceiling. There's a bump on my head and everything!
Right...I'm there, and will be until half past. Join me if you want, if you have trouble getting in, mail me and wait for an (almost) instant reply.
This is posibly the best web site I have ever seen in all my time surfing the net, Although it is a shame it has no guitar tabs so i can play along nice page though.
Thanks Julia! Have signed your guestbook. Great chat.
I still have the CD - no-one turned up (except Julia). So e-mail me timato_ketchup@hotmail.com, if you're interested. all the money still goes to charity. you have until next monday (16th) at 7pm to bid. Ta Tim.
hello all you other cake-eating Space lurvers!!! I can completely understand your taste because I love them toooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!! Lovely speaking to all you people with excellent taste!BBBByyyyyeeeeeee!!!!!!!!
I've just read the guest book you people are like real friends it's really sweet!!!Why is music TV so Space-ist?IT'S NOT FAIR I shout stamping my feet!!!!!!!!You people obviously have excellent taste and may e-mail me at urgley@excite.com if you have any news on their whereabouts or any album news?!!! all my love Lady V.xxx. PS Does anybody fancy going on strike with me 'til we get to see them on TV,in the media in any way and get to hear them on the radio more- UNITED WE STAND!!!!!
Space are the best band out and I like the scouser accent, its different class
aw new manic person! Vanessa I can't believe you read the guestbook it's huge! Shall we invite her in from the cold people?
We need someone who's still got some hope, I think we're running out...I've been here since early 1999 for gawds sakes.
Vanessa (is that your name?)- Welcome to the Madhouse (as in "Everybody in the...."). Let me give you the lowdown on our members.
Frankie: The Guestbook-veteran with the razor sharp wit. Lives in Blackpool where they eat fish and chips all day. Wears a navy suit to 6th Form college.
Batty: Temporarily like, not around cos she's in the evil clutches of the Teenyboppers. Our little bit of comic relief with her tales of blokeless woe and spiky black hair. Also the only one I've actually met. Incredibly lively with a talent for taking over the world.
Jonny: Our very own Casanova. Likes writing songs "under the influence" and singing songs with me via the internet. Renegade Space fan- stopped being so interested after "BoTJ", now listens to hip hop etc.
Tim: Incredibly lucky person who "just happens" to come into possession of various items of Space-y memorabilia. Don't know that much else about him, sorry matey.
Jonny Boy 3: Prat who comes and enjoys making a wally of himself. The more he says, the less we listen.
Owen: (In case he ever comes back) ******* who comes and insults everyone. Frequently says he is leaving for a better life, then returns.
Me: Often depressed blokeless Indie (and Tommy Scott) fanantic. Frequently has strange dreams I air online (for the next one see next entry by me if I remember and have the inclination.) English teacher calls me "Man Hater", heh, as if. Does he really think I treat all men as badly as I treat him?
Everyone else..... sorry I don't know you well enough. Write your own!
Lindz
Sorry, forgot someone very important.
Webmaster (Dave): Our absent friend who coyly comes to erase our "rude, offensive or obscene material". Went AWOL before the summer holidays- the rescue mission will soon have to be termed a recovery mission. Come back soon, Webmaster!xxx
Ok, here's the lowdown...
Lindz, Batz, Katz, Frankz...top blokes recommend them. When I'm famous, they can take it in turns to be my trophy wife...(you all think I'm joking, don't you?)
Tim - sound geezer.
JonnyBoy3 - spunk bubble.
Me - ...play it again, Sam...
¦:¬)
Jonny Boy Twee
And you wondered why I called him "Casanova"?!
Weird dream:
Space were doing a big massive gig (told you it was weird) and we were all there, 'cept we didn't know it cos it was that big. Suddenly, Tommy asks for "Lindz from the guestbook" to come up on the stage, then he asks for Batty... Frankie... Jonny... etc and he calls us all the best Space fans there are and gives me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. Wahey! Then we all go off and chat chat chat and I won't tell you the rest because if I do everyone will be saying "What's that weird red glow on the horizon? Is it the Aurora Borealis? No! It's Lindsey blushing!
All these people coming to the guestbook and saying "Hey! Space are class, when's the album coming?" Hahahahahaa, you have to laugh, don't you?
Why would anyone bother reading the ENTIRE guestbook? It's enormous! And not even that interesting! (unless your main form of amusement is laughing at scarily single, depressed indie fans, yes, Owen, I mean you!)
Lindz has nothing more to say on the subject.
These descriptions are fantastic- I bet she never comes back now we've scared her to death! I feel like I belong all of a sudden. But I do not eat fish and chips all day I tell you!
Others:
Julia- witty girl with her own funky site- get the address. Likes Placebo as well so I like her!
Katy- gets to go to the millennium dome and makes great signs to make Space people laugh.
Bret- the whole beginning of that inter-war thing we had with him and Owen. Sad blokes who constantly think they are better than us. Bret first emerged as a sad little boy pleaing for a girl; I egged him on and it was frankly hilarious.
So many people! I love it here- its not huge but still fun...
Awww! I got mentioned yay!!! You know, it's been so long since Space have actually done anything that we could all go to.. It's not even funny anymore. The album... god, why is it taking soooo long?! Anyone buying Placebo's new album?
Lindz - if you don't know me very well, let's swop email addresses and have a chat! Mine's Katysawyer@aol.com
Same goes for anyone else who wants to have a chat! I don't know Batz and Lindz and Frankie very well and I used to go to Jonny's site and say how cute he was but now... So it would be nice if I could have your email addys!!
Bret would like to ask why he did not receive a mention in Lindz's "enthralling" character assessment.
He's a sad character who frequently returns under various aliases but, alas! his ego like his penis is so tragically petit that slurs such as these damage him irrevocably. -So Lindz, modify your list to include Bret if only for his sake.
I should point out that Spock is in fact Bret's creation and I'm only borrowing the identity for the above purpose.
I'm sure you know who I am, as I'm equally sure you're going to write some derogatory shit about me subsequently... but then who cares. Indie kid sounded a bit inappropriate though... -I'm not that fucked up.
Hey Spock I mentioned the little turd didn't I! Come back- dish some dirt...who are these aliases coz I think I can guess some...
Katy- I got the new Placebo album today- it rockety rock rocks!
I also got my perliminary drivers license in the post today- watch out peeps!
Why is anyone actually bothered about what Bret thinks? If it'll make you happy, lad...
Bret: kid with a mental age of 4 with no grasp of grammar, who enjoys making himself look like a wa...lly. JB3 is a graduate from the Bret Academy, if that gives you a bit of an idea.
We're doing this for Vanessa's benefit... but where's she gone?!
So, dudes... what's going down in groove town? If yer in the same mood as me, not a bloody lot... I haven't even painted my nails black yet. How can so much time pass without me noticing it?
What about all the little teapots? Who's looking after the little teapots?!
Lindzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Why is anyone actually bothered about what Bret thinks? If it'll make you happy, lad...
Bret: kid with a mental age of 4 with no grasp of grammar, who enjoys making himself look like a wa...lly. JB3 is a graduate from the Bret Academy, if that gives you a bit of an idea.
We're doing this for Vanessa's benefit... but where's she gone?!
So, dudes... what's going down in groove town? If yer in the same mood as me, not a bloody lot... I haven't even painted my nails black yet. How can so much time pass without me noticing it?
What about all the little teapots? Who's looking after the little teapots?!
Lindzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Oh and I forgot to mention this before...
Today we had the radio on in the Common Room and...OMG...miracle of miracles Neignbourhood came on! However, a little sh*t brain who I have hated as much as she hates me for 5 years decided to turn it off and put another station on! So a slanging match in front of the entire CR began- she called me a freak and I said if I was a freak why does she have eyes like a frog (something people have said behind her back for years). Conclusively I won and got Neighbourhood back!
It wasn't big, it wasn't clever but it was downright fun! The things I do for Space...
Thank you so much for all the info it was really appreciated.You people are just SSSSOOOOO lovely I wanna give you all a big hug you lovely lovely people!!!!! I just want to say that you should accept being called a freak with a big hug- I do it makes life much more interesting!!!! Sorry I haven't been back for so long AS level work is as hard for me as weight-lifting is for a snail!!!!! I think that as the huge Space fans that we are that we should all get to be in the new vid- it doesn't matter if we all look bad because (sadly) not many people will get to see it!!:( :):/ I think that if we campaign for long enough we should get what we're after-i.e if we barricade the MTV2 headquarters for long enough we should get to see at least one Space vid!!!What do you think are you with me?!!! I must love you and leave you Vanessa xxxxxxxxxxxxxx PS thanx again you lovely people!!!:) -----^---@ ???????
Um...it was me who posted under all those aliases. I thought it was funny...I was young, and needed the money...
By the way, I now sport a closely shaved 'do...number 1 all over actually. Funnily enough, I think it works. With any luck, opposition footballers will think twice before going into a hard tackle with me in future. Nutter!!!!!
Earlier this evening, I was bunning weed in a graveyard when it got dark, and we started making our way back. We passed a church, and it's windows were all red...focking scary, I'll tell ya! Then we got to the gate and it was locked...so we turned a bin over and just about managed to climb over the slippery spikes without losing any limbs.
Sorry to go on, but if that's not focked up then I don't know what is! I was thinking about seeing Elevator Suite in Oxford Street, but it was on too early...couldn't be arsed to see Regular Fries, or 'Punk Night' in Camden, so I went home and spoke to Lindz! Ah, the wonders of London life...
Later awwwn. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life.
Jonny van der Skin'ead
Heeeeey Vannessa came back! We didn't scare her off! Hello again my new friend, we have been campaigning a while to be in a vid- I'm still wondering if anyone actually reads this other than us. I know what AS is like- why in the hell do we have to do 4! I took suicide subjects anyway...
This is my big guestbook mystery that I want an answer to: how do you get italics on this thing? It's been bugging me for about a year!
It's your say...
[I] Is this in italics? [/I]
Sh*t it's not! That works in some places....
I have nothing else to do.
Hello er yer er my names JonnyBoy3 and er my gals name is britney spears.
Yer that should do it!!!
I know what you mean by suicide subjects-i'm doing maths,classics,geography and PHYSICS-aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! I must be mad! Anyways just a note to ask how old every1 is and to say thanx again for accepting me !!!!! Lotsa luv my little munchkins Lady V.xxxxxx
HELLO MY LITLE BUNIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! your lady bativiere has returned. i`m afraid that i do have to complain that someone else has decided to be a lady too, i`m quite upset. but never mind. lindz, my gooseberry, i have though of an ingeneous way for you to retain your crown and marry tommy. kil his wife. royalty are most definetly allowed to marry widowers. but since he`ll be marrying me anyway it doesn`t really matter. didn`t breakout rock some serious donkey? eh? eh? i was right at the front in the delirious concert, and i held martin`s knee!!! for those of you who don`t know, delirious are the most donkey rocking band (next to space, who have rocked more donkey than any other band ever could) ever. they`re christian. anyways. my little munchkins, how are you all? i am feeply in favour of this spacey girls night out, may i recomend asylum, a club in london that i believe to be frequented by the sexiest guy in the world, yes that`s right folks it`s ed wright. anyway, my mum has limited me to half an hour on line, which i have spent reading through the guestbook. it`s sooooooo long. the need for the webmaster is tooo great now. we must launch a worldwide search. first off we all have to e-mail him and demand he returns to the guestbook, then we `phone into every radio station, ask for a space song to be played and for them to send a greeting to dave the webmaster. if this fails, we get together enough money to produce a short ad for national t.v asking dave, or anyone who knows dave, to get in touch with us. if that doesn`t work we`re screwed. anyways. you are no doubt wondering how i finally escaped the clutches of the evil teenyboppers who held me captive for sooo long. and indeed why they managed to capture me in the first place. well. they jumped me. i was feeling abit poorely, and about 50 of them lept on me while i was out and about in town. they blasted me with non stop tenny pop e.g. spice girls etc. until i was a quivering mass of goo. i was completely helpless. all i could do was mutter the words of space style songs in the hope that it would keep me sane. they then took me to a darkened cell with no furniture other than a toilet and pumped their vile filth into the room constantly. i was sooo demoralized i considered suicide by sticking my head down the loo and flushing until i drowned. but then i saw a vision of tommy scot waving to me, telling me not to give in. that if i could just hold on it would all be alright. so i started to sing. you know what i sang? me+you versus the world now. then i went on, and sang every space song i could remember. i sang so loud i copuldn`t hear the tenny pop anymore, i sang until i`d repeated the words so often they came as naturally to me as breathing. then, by some fluke the door to my prison was opened, and a peddle pushers clad figure appeared in the apature. she told me that through my singing she had heard space for the first time and had grown to love them. she had sat outside my door litsening to me sing, and singing along as she got to know the words. she ahd finally gotten up the courage to help me escape. so there you have it. the amazing stoery of how i escaped a teeny pop hell. anywho, my half hpour alloted to me by my mother elapsed some time ago, and i still have to go and modify my web site. oh deary me. i luv you all, and want you to know that every day i spent confined in that hell hole i thought of you guys, and cried a bit. the one and only bativiere the third, xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox p.s. hi to vanessa, i`m sure you will feel mightily at home here, as long as you are as crazy as the rest of us.
Welcome home, oh Batty one- we've missed your erratic, funny messages oh we have indeed.
I'm in a really cheerful mood today- to the extent I sang songs at the top of my voice, smiled a lot and couldn't walk straight. I wasn't even drunk!
This little kid with a side parting (saying that, he is a year older than me but very short) gave me the whole guilty "Would I ever have had a chance with you, Lindsey?" thing yesterday- not amusing. He said "Have a nice time in Russia and try to come back not hating me." I said "I don't hate you, James" and he said, "Well, you don't love me, do you". Why is he doing this to me?! Why are the ones you want never in love with you- but the little kiddie with the side parting is?
Let's phone up all the radio stations there are and send out messages to Webmaster- we could put a bit in the national papers too. By the way, Vhi did play "BoTJ" a couple of weeks ago, but that was because Tom Jones was on "10 of the Best" and he chose it.
With that, I will leave you,
Lindz xx
Hey my last message didn't show!
Nice to see y'Batz and all your lovely looooong messages. Can we do the TV campaign?
Hey Vanessa- nice to se you again. You must realise there is no going back. My lovely suicide subjects are: English Lit, English Lang (!), History, Politics and painting bloke's nails in the Common Room. Why isn't there an anti-teenybopper subject?
It's your say...too right! Just a quickie(!) to ask if every1 else loves that loading football thing as much as me?!!!It is real isn't it?I'm not imagining things again am I?Sorry about the lady thing by the wayit's ok I'll just changeit! Bye bye munchkins Love Baroness Le Vanessoir De Playelle!!!! (Is that alright?It will end up alot shorter though!)
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Really? Come on Dave - where r u? Just drop us a line, leave us a coded message. Do something!
JonnyBoy3 and his b*mchums have provided u with lots of naughty words to obliterate.
:) Tim
i`m sure baronness de what ever will so fine, but may end up abreviated to baz, which is a mite too close to batz for my liking, but i`m sure it will be fine. so, what do you think of the show so far? you think you can cope with us lot? i`ve only met lindz personally, but i have spoken to jonny on the `phone, and he`s a sexy on the `phone as he is on the book. just a little warning, he`s mine. k? keep you little mits off. i have enough hassle with katy and lindz trying to whisk him away from me. tsk tsk. anyways, me has stuff to be doing. it`s soooooooo great to be back online! well, luv u more than chocolate thongs (and believe me i love them a lot) the batiest bast of all the batty type bats. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxo
hi everyone does anyone know if when u give your address on the 'register to recieve further info on space through email' thing on the guestbook sign page, an email about about space will ever get sent? cos i registered about a year ago and i've never had anything. dave the webmaster must be around somewhere cos he updated the news page....well that was about a month ago but at least it shows he's alive. argh i have to go now and get started on my huge pile of homework,- is anyone else doing biology, chemistry, maths, further maths or psychology? i can't believe i chose to do 5 subjects they're a pain.
anyway byebye luv julia
Diary Of A Wimp is one of the best songs this year!! No.2 right now on my personal chart. Coldplay #1 with "Trouble"
Ok, it's time someone was told. Dave is gone, live with it.
Tommy, Jamie, Franny,Yorkie, Leon Now then lads, long time no see, when is the new album coming out. Havn't been down to the studio to see you'se as im busy working my arse off as a youth worker in Knowsley and setting up home with my Judy. Anyway hurry up with the album as my CD collection is missing some new tunes. Still trying to set up a band. got some really good material, just cant get it going. If i get time I might call to the space station to see you all. All the Best Stephen.
It's your say...
Someone- you're sad, get over it.
batty bat bat- I will keep my hands off Jonny, do not worry sweetie!
julia- further maths! you are barmy. Got the new Placebo album yet? It rocks.
... Carry on
Batty? Jonny- yours? Heh.
Vanessa: wow, you are very, very brave.
This may well be the last message I leave before heading off to sunny Russia (yes, that is sarcasm) so it's a marathon one...
OPERATION FIND-WEBMASTER-AND-BRING-HIM-BACK: Right then my lovelies listen up, it's serious planning time.
Batty/Frankie/Jonny/Tim/Julia/Vanessa/anyone I've forgotten: Phone whatever radio station is most popular in your particular area, and tell them this message: "Space Webmaster Dave! We want you back! Here is a Space song (whichever one you've requested) to show how much we love you wherever you are..."
Frankie: As the Message Board veteran, you get the job of phoning Radio 1 as well etc.
Jonny Boy 3: bugger off.
If this does not work:
Batty/Frankie/Jonny/Tim/Julia/Vanessa/anyone I've forgotten: write to your particular local newspaper(s) and ask anyone who knows where Webmaster Dave is to ask him to come back.
Anyone who feels like it: Write to the Times, Telegraph, etc.
Failing that, we will club together all our money (65p's my offering) to pay for a 30 second telly advert, hahahahaha, that'll be a laugh...
Try not to miss me too much, my darlings, I will be back soon...
"Don't worry about a thing my little sweethearts, we're together we shall never be apart..."
Lindz xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (stop fighting, there's enough for everyone...)
Will do Lindz! Jo Whiley usually ignores my e-mails but I'll try Mark and Lard etc as much as possible.
Together my friends we can get our Webmaster back!
ps. Lindz I am still sooo jealous about that whole Russia thing...
Do soem touring around the alps, there are some good venues around!!!
It's your say...
i've just spent the last couple of hours watching tin planet live and i'm feeling really really cheerful now....and i've got one of the songs off the new album stuck in my head but i can't remember the words so i can't describe it to anyone to try and find out what its called...well i could hum it but i don't think that would work...i think it might be gravity but i suppose i won't know til the album comes out doh.Oh wow and Muse have just been on Top of the pops!!! wow i was amazed just that a decent band were on, plus they did a great version of muscle museum, did any1 else see it?
frankie - i haven't bought the placebo album yet cos i've been broke but i'm getting some money this week so i'm going to rush out and buy it then :-)
my earing back's just rolled off somewhere so i'll leave u all now to go find it...have fun every1 who's on holidays for the week.
bye, luv julia ( http://peppermeen.tripod.com/ )
I couldn't give a bleeding toss about Dave! If he's a lazy arse then good for him...probably got better things to do than tell us things that aren't happening...and as for Space, they dug this whole themselves. If they weren't so obssessed with making money out of shallow, poppy indie ditties they might have kept a few more fans, like me, who enjoyed seeing what on earth they'd come out with next. If you listen to some of the stuff on their b-side, it's as good as anything about. But no, they have to go for the Smash Hits crowd. And they can't even be bothered to let the fans know what's going on, let alone put out anything, even a little taster. Am I right in thinking they hardly ever turned up for the web chats? Maybe one or two of you have met them, and they seemed like lovely blokes...what do you expect from a pop band trying to make an impression?
Maybe I'm wrong...maybe they're great, genuine blokes. How would I know? Maybe their next release will be a corker, and blow people's minds again.
Prove me wrong, lads, prove me wrong. My musical tastes have progressed. Why don't you?
Hey Jonny don't y'know we are all POd about all this. My musical taste have also progressed since TP- two and a half years ago I would have blanked Placebo and been waaay confused by Feeder. With the whole DOAW is for teenyboppers thing forget it- it's not really all that differant from Be There or similar. Positivity is something I want and have managed to keep. However, since I'm sounding like a hippy I'll end this...
Byesy bye
Frankz luv, I never even liked TP. Apart from about 5 tracks, it sounded like ale-soaked Sinatra karaoke. I'm not pissed off about the lack of activity from Space. If something is released, fine, I'll probably give it a listen. But I won't be counting down the hours...there's better stuff around.
Don't take this personally, lads 'n ladies. Yiz all great, yiz are. Even JonnyBoy3 is charming in his own neglected-schoolboy-compensating-for-failure-to-fit-in-by-acting-like-a-complete-bollock-biscuit way.
Jonny, looking forward to getting completely mashed tonight.
i`m affraid i may have to agree with jonny. space were undoubtedly the dogs bollocks when they were around, thogu tp definetly lacked a certain je ne sais quoi. unless they get a move on and release some new stuff they will fade away entirely. and that woudl be a shame. in the meanwhile, people who are looking for somthing to take thier minds of the depressing lack of recent space stuff should try the super furry animals, the manic street preachers, catatonia, delirious?, pavement 9no new stuff from them but try to lok up their old albums, oh they`re goooood), greenday, blur (not everyone`s cup of tea, but damon albarn is a bit of a cutie) and maybe radiohead. depending on what mood you're in. i havn`t personally experienced muse or placebo yet, but i`m heading to hmv soon as i get some dosh. luv-u-all my little daisies, bativiere xoxox
OK EVERYBODY LISTEN UP!I've had just about enough of your whining, we'll never get them back by complaining we need to encourage them and be positive! Of course our musical tastes have changed and obviously so have theirs fair enough but... what we need to do is tell them what we want rather than moaning about what we don't want! Apart from that how is every1-looking forward to half-term this week? Give us all a chance to catch up on all the work we missed out on when we were on here or too busy reminiscing about the good old days!!!!!!! I love you and leave you my little munchkins Vanessoir
By the way I'll be bombarding XFM ok?!!!
ahhh, how young and inexperienced our new friend is. what innocence. i`m affraid, my dear vannessoir, that when you have been on the book aslong as some of the vetrans, like frankie and to a lesser extent lindz and i, it is very hard to muster up excitement and entusiasm fro an album that has been coming for years. after a while you get jaded and sarcastic, bitter and maybe just a little twisted. speaking off that. does anyone recognise the lyric "it`s a crazy mixed up world we`re living in" ? it`s been bugging me all night. and does anyone else here love the film cruel intentions? well, it`s past my bed time now, and i should be sleeping. after all, i have been very ill recently. ttfn, that battiest bat of all the bat type creatures. xoxoxoxoxox
Ey oop, Batz...is the song you're looking for 'Virtual Insanity' by Jamiroquai, perchance?
Ever helpful Jonny, who hasn't slept for over 24 hours.
By the way, 'Abandoned Shopping Trolly Hotline' by Gomez is a superb album to put on when you're sitting round a smoky table in the early hours of the morning.
Resident music boffin Jonny xxxx
I would again like to mention that I have been here since late Februry 1999. You lot have no idea how insane I was at that time; it was a case of 'maybe the new album will be released next week' all the time. I have met many odd people mostly who only stay for around 3 months (remember good friend Angelspider?). Sometimes I feel like I'm on my own here.
OK I don't listen to Space as much as I used to but I'm sure we're all like that. I haven't listened to Expecting To Fly for a while but I still love the Bluetones. Plus am I the only one who loved Tin Planet a much as Spiders- maybe it's my melodramatic personality or something...
ANYWAY, positivity about all this is going pretty fast. We have to find Webmaster and get an explanation- I'm taking Radio 1 on OK. GET ON WITH IT SPACE!
I bet noone remembers me i feel so loney. I used to be a big contributer to this guestbook and what do i get complete and utter nothing.
Hey SpaceMuse I always remember you when you come back. You live in Scotland and love Muse and old stuff as well as Space!
I thought that I would make an appearance too... although no-one will remember the Swamp creatures - maybe Frankie will! I am worried about Space, they're certainly taking their time. I think that their next step should be to make a huge hype, do something weird to get attention and then release Jamie's song 'Gravity' - it's a perfect winter song! I have heard rumours that webmaster Dave has either resigned or been sacked. That's why the guestbook is so huge! You can choose whether you want to trust my source or not! Anyway - nice to be back! I'll return again to have my say once again! Love Emma -x-x-x-x-x-
If you want good music and don't know where to go, check out:
Oasis (defined the 90s rock/indie end of things for me) Blur (mostly loud, all great tracks-for not so loud stuff, check out "Tender" a wicked song) Manics (meaningful, brillants songs) Stereophonics (superb indie/rocky sorta stuff) Nirvana (although not too many great songs) REM (a bit slow sometimes, but still good) Led Zeppelin (rockin') Cream/Eric Clapton (killer guitars) Jimi Hendrix (brillant, with more great guitaring) Rolling Stones (fast rocking songs) Beatles (!!! check out Revolver and Help! and that era, but all the rest as well) Barenaked Ladies (weird 'n' wacky) Chuck Berry (really uplifting) Fastball (american group, "The Way", etc.) Garbage (a few real belters - "I think I'm paranoid" is brilliant)
And I'm sure there's more I've forgotten.
Tim
p.s. I must agree also, Tin Planet was no where near as good as Spiders) p.p.s. Emma - where did you hear these rumours? The only place Dave's talked about is here!
If you want good music and don't know where to go, check out:
Oasis (defined the 90s rock/indie end of things for me) Blur (mostly loud, all great tracks...for not so loud stuff, check out "Tender" a wicked song) Manics (meaningful, brillants songs) Stereophonics (superb indie/rocky sorta stuff) Nirvana (grunge, although not too many great songs) REM (a bit slow sometimes, but still good) Led Zeppelin (rockin') Cream/Eric Clapton (killer guitars) Jimi Hendrix (brillant, with more great guitaring) Rolling Stones (fast rocking songs) Beatles (!!! check out Revolver and Help! and that era, but all the rest as well) Barenaked Ladies (weird 'n' wacky) Daphney & Celeste (yeah right - keep away from this crap) Chuck Berry (really uplifting) Fastball (american group, "The Way", etc.) Garbage (a few real belters - "I think I'm paranoid" is brilliant) Badly Drawn Boy (haven't heard much but what I've heard is good)
And I'm sure there's more I've forgotten.
Tim
p.s. I must agree also, Tin Planet was no where near as good as Spiders) and basically, go buy some of the above, LYMTF will be here one day, there's more to music than one band. p.p.s. Emma - where did you hear these rumours? The only place Dave's talked about is here!
Just over two months until the new millennium and no-one's doing anything.
How stange.
Question: Is the site being managed.
Answer: When was site last altered / amended ? - experiment - post message containing obscene language = result, it will be left on the guestbook as no-one is looking after the site.
Wonder what that says about the band....
Why don't people who put messages like that put their names?
Tim, how coulod u say Nirvana only have a few good songs???? There are soooooooo many great songs they have done. And you missed Green D
Tim, how coulod u say Nirvana only have a few good songs???? There are soooooooo many great songs they have done. And you missed Green Day from the list, damn you. And Placebo, damn you. And Supergrass, damn you. but apart from that, you got it right. ish.
Tim, how could u say Nirvana only have a few good songs???? There are soooooooo many great songs they have done. And you missed Green Day from the list, damn you. And Placebo, damn you. And Supergrass, damn you. but apart from that, you got it right. ish.
Does anyone else here have quite broad tastes musically? You all seem to just talk about 'indie'...I hate that word. It sums up images of bands like Cast, Shed 7, jangly guitar ditties, Britpop etc...Interested to hear from anyone else about anything else!
Me, I listen to and admire the genius of Gomez, Beck, post-Alright Supergrass (shame, people will always associate them with big sideburns), Stone Roses and most of all SFA. Ether, Shack and Clinic are also worth a listen.
For the most bewilderingly brilliant hip-hop, Nia by Blackalicious is a must-buy...check out Jurassic 5 too. Indian Ropeman is a lot of different styles but friggin' fantastic.
Is anyone else into big beat? Check out Coldcut, Appleseed, Robin Samples and Natural Justice.
Oright, just venting a bit of air. Have a good day lads. Big, French kisses with your choice of flavours for Katz, Franks, Batz and Lindz.
From...erm...Jonz.
It's your say...
Jonny- I think my b/f would have somehting to say avout that! And leave the blessed Britpiop alone! You either love it or hate it- I love it *runs off to get her tambourine*.
The last time the site was updated was for that Dome gig a few months ago. That was just a quick message- I e-mailed Dave to say hi but got no reply. HOWEVER, last year from about July until Sept the site froze up like this so I dunno if he takes HUGE holiays or something...
I remember you Swampettes- you go to Preston Uni- just down the road from me!
i remeber the swampettes, they`re into communism me thinks. poor misguided peoples. other people we havn`t seen in a long while? urm. dare i say owen and bret? not that we miss them. the kuk hasn`t been around terribly recently. hope he`s o.k., and......... spacemuse came back, i remember anglespider too, i`m sure there are others. we used to have such funky arguments about stuff. there was some crack pot who thought hitler was a good leader (huh?!!?) we should find somthing new to argue about.legalization of canabis anyone? could be fun. whether or not getting ratted and coppinf off with any old tom dick or harold is a good thing to do with your weekends? please, i need intelectual stimulation. the only sport i get now is my history teacher. and eveyone thinks i fancy him (i don`t, it`s just that he`s a cool guy and is fun to have little sparing matches with. and when we were playing truth or dare at my birthday party i got the question "if you had to sleep with any member of staff who would it be?" well, since he`s the only one i get on with who isn`t gay, and since i would only be sleeping, i said pagan. i don`t fancy him, `k?) i met this well cool person today, she`s practically my identical twin (not looks wise, she`s blonde) but we`re sooo incredibly alike in just about every other way. i was with her for 4 hours and i felt like i`d known her for ever. freaky. anywyas, bizare littel african states with bad human rights records call me and i must answer them, `cos well, they are very scary. luv u all more than wearing furry pants. the batster xoxox
Thanks Frankie im glad someone does remember me. This will probably be my third atempt at trying to make more appearences.
On the subject of Nirvana's songs i have a few things to say. Somepeople might remember me being a complete anti-Nirvana person. But now i am really into them. This is because of songs like Lithium, Rape Me, All Apolliges and Polly. Songs that i loved straight off. and dont forget they inspired many bands suc as my favs Muse and JJ72(whos gig i went to ruled and was much better tha the first time that i saw them.
P.s I was in Last weeks Melody Maker in the letters page. A prize for anyone who can guess which was mine.
2 Batz??? Oo-er.
Like I said - I missed a whole load of bands off.
Jonny - I like indie, rock 'n' roll, and a bit of jazz if I'm knackered.
Cheerio mes amis, Tim
Oh, and original R&B (Animals, etc.) - none of that crap they call R&B now.
Pretty much anything where people are actually playing instruments or singing. So not just a bm-bm-bm-bm-bm-bm-bm beat on a drum machine and a voice saying the same thing over and over just with different computerised effects.
Oh, and despite what I said about there being more to music than just Space - do stick with 'em, 'cause when they're good, they're bloomin' good!
Still noone announcing their millennium parties, I notice.
Byeee, Tim
Aye, Tim...isn't it ironic how the shite that passes for 'soul' these days is totally devoid of any soul whatsoever.
Yes, we've all met a girl on Monday, bought her a drink and shagged her for the rest of the week, but we don't have to write crap songs about it ¦:¬)
Frankz luv, I don't hate Britpop...I'd certainly take it over today's mainstream music any day, but it really does sound dated now. Just the thought of messy gelled hair, DMs, the Manchester swagger, Country House-era Blur makes me cringe. Here's to the memories, though.
Liverpool vs Everton on Sunday...any more Blue Bellies round 'ere?
Jonnington Ramseystoke
Hey, can anyone help me out? I'm looking for the following. If you have any that you're happy to sell or know where I can get any, please e-mail me at timato_ketchup@hotmail.com.
* any 7" jukebox promos except "Me and You Versus the World"
* Money/Kill Me (UK 2 track cassette single, p/s, 7" radio edits, CAHOME1)
* Neighbourhood (UK re-issue 2 track cassette single, p/s, radio edit + only half an angel, CAGUT5)
* The Ballad of Tom Jones (UK 6 track promo DVD compilation)
* The Ballad of Tom Jones (UK sheet music, AM953579)
* Tin Planet (UK 14 track vinyl LP, GUTLP5)
* Begin Again (UK 1 track promo CD single)
* Diary of a Wimp (UK 7" single, 7GUT34)
* Diary of a Wimp (any vinyl or promos)
Thanks guys,
I'm off to listen to some jazz. :-)
Tim
Hey, can anyone help me out? I'm looking for the following. If you have any that you're happy to sell or know where I can get any, please e-mail me at timato_ketchup@hotmail.com.
* any 7" jukebox promos except "Me and You Versus the World"
* Money/Kill Me (UK 2 track cassette single, p/s, 7" radio edits, CAHOME1)
* Neighbourhood (UK re-issue 2 track cassette single, p/s, radio edit + only half an angel, CAGUT5)
* The Ballad of Tom Jones (UK 6 track promo DVD compilation)
* The Ballad of Tom Jones (UK sheet music, AM953579)
* Tin Planet (UK 14 track vinyl LP, GUTLP5)
* Begin Again (UK 1 track promo CD single)
* Diary of a Wimp (UK 7" single, 7GUT34)
* Diary of a Wimp (any vinyl or promos)
Thanks guys,
I'm off to listen to some jazz. :-)
Tim
Actually, its quite hard to deside what music to like...garage? house? garden shed? cupboard under the stairs? hatstand?
personally i quite like fireplace and goldfish bowl at the moment, tim. i`m thinking about branching out into under the sofa. dunno though. seriously though. i've been listening to a lot of sfa recently, and they really do rock serious donkey. also some random band called octopuss. has anyone else heard of them, or am i just being thick and they're actually massive? please tell. and as for millennium parties, i might have a bit of a bash, but more than liekyl i'll end up doing the customary getting pissed then setting fireworks off in the middle of the main road outside my front door. what fun! who's up for a big space type people millennium efst in a major city? we could all meet up and somewhere and spend the night getting pissed in good company. sugestions for where to bat_woman69@hotmail.com luvuloads bativiere xoxoxox
Well Tim I have to praise the musical merits of under my sink. It's amazing what happens when you keep so many famous people in there...
It's your say.... is it now? Hya all: Including the hypothetical QUEEN Lindz, Frankie (who I might know), & batwomen. Enjoyed readin' ya stuff, although I've not got a clue what half of it is that your going on about.
Boo! Yey - people remember us Swampettes, I think that a few of the Swamplanders are fairly communist... as you may have noticed! Just nice to see that we're all remembered by you peeps! Bye! x-x-x-x
Me again.... I'll finish what I'm saying this time, I don't Know what happend then. It's nice 2 B were I want 2 be after visitin' some strange space site that took 10,000,000 hours 2 load. If U want 2 Know about it (ie the address) ask frankie. Sorry Frankie.
I think I know the answer to this - most of you have made your answers pretty clear in the past. But does anyone want to buy any Oasis singles? I am selling my lot - e-mail offers for any you would like, and I will see if I have them. Send to timato_ketchup@hotmail.com. Ta
Hey Stu, nice to see you about. At least you'll undrstand some of what I'm banging on about.
ALERT! What were the chances of Space being in Preston train station this morning? Only I was there and there were some blokes and one was the spit of Tommy- carrying 3 guitar cases- and a ginger bloke with a hat on- also carring a guitar. Doubt it was but it entertained me for a while....
frankie my dearest, are you seriously telling me that you didn't know if it was space or not? surely the aura of godliness would have been a dead giveaway. anyway, if it was it proves that they are alive wich is somthing i was begining to doubt. anyone out there ever heard of pavement? i think someone said they had a while ago. but check out some of their stuff, `cos they do most certainly rock donkey. several donkies. anyway. i'm trying unsuccessfully to update my web site, wich for those of you who havn't visited it rocks almost as much donkey as pavement. or should that be as many donkies? worry worry. i see that no-one has responded to be suggestion for a riotous way to welcome in the new year. hmmm. never mind. lloks like it's me and the cat getting sloshed infront of the telly again. oh joy of joys. luv all more than having my toes tickled by a semi naked male model coverd in babyoil. the batmeister xoxoxoxoxoxox
well how is everyone doing? I've been reading ya stuff recently and was lookin for an appropriate time to join in. I'm a Big Space fan (i'm starting to think i'm the only one in ireland coz I've never met anyone who likes them as much as me). But anyway. Well you seem to have a nice little group thing going for you so i'll be blatantly honest....I want in. So do me a favour and don't shun me as we must shun mainstream music. Or something. Well say something, as long as it isn't "Jim, **** off"
No probs! Join the club, Jim!
See above for descriptions of everyone.
But no-one could describe me very well. So:
I am 14, I like a laugh (I laugh at everything - people get really peed off with me). I prefer the early stuff (Spiders) to TP and DOAW. And I'm the only person here who doesn't despise Oasis (I think). I am a Christian (as are Lindz and Batz) and I like it was raining this morning on my paper round and I am freezing.
Tata.
My site coming soon.
"and I like it was raining this morning on my paper round and I am freezing"
And I'm crap at English. :)
Hey we got another newie yipeee! Welcome Jim. I am Frankie the guestbook 'veteran'- meaning I've been here for ages not that I'm 40 or something. Everyone here is barmy as you would expect from Space fans but don't expect any album news or site updates for a while....
Has anyone seen vanessa reccently- she's disappeared.
Batz im the other Pavement fan here. You should check out Steve West's band Marble Valley. The suposed to be pretty good. they r touring here aswell in november. only 3 dates though can remember where. batz u know if pavement have split or r juist taking a break. i know about the 5 albums and well stop thing but they cant be serious. theres never been such a great and artic band such as pavement.
anyway to something really depressing. im offically one of my schools freaks. although im seperated from the other freaks at the moment. ive been waiting for this moment for a long tim. to be able to act the way i want. this all happened because in a state of depression on friday i just broke out into tear in the middle of a class. ohh what fun mondays is going to be. but i guess thats what happens when u bottel things up for so long. anyway by my friends.
I'm back, I'm back, lala, I'm back, did you miss me or even notice I'd gone?
Tim: I love Oasis, Blur and the Beatles- Revolver and Sgt. Peppers are my favourites. Also, I love Pulp- just thinking about Jarvis's fingers makes me tingle. I also really like Tin Planet- the songs have more variety than those on Spiders- you can't pretend that Voodoo Roller, Noone Understands etc don't sound the same.
Russia was superbly amazing- #storm the palace, storm the palace# (Batty you'll recognise that), but getting pissed on Thursday night was sooooo not a good idea- Russian beer is evil stuff- seriously, it was 17% and totally foul tasting. Nonetheless, I downed a bottle and a bit (god did I feel it in the morning), and can't remember what happened next. I have been told (and vaguely can remember) that I got off with at least one of the boys, we decided we were going to get married and have 7 children. In his words "I first saw her when I was in year 6 and she was in year 5 and I was, like, "f**k". Now, 5 years later, it's, like.... "f**k"..." It would be very flattering if he hadn't been pissed out of his mind, and if it wasn't for the fact that we didn't go to the same junior school.
Oh school on Monday will be fun...
I may be getting "Invasion of the Spiders" for my birthday.
Yours, as ever...
Lindz xxxxxxxxxxx
It's your say...
when's your birthday lindz? i'll send u a birthday molegram. and as for this new guy, jim, hiya!!!!!!!!!!! new people are fun. we like to play with them and then hide the bodies. joking. nice to sorta meet ya. irish huh? groovey. nothern or proper ireland? d'you have a sexy accent or a nasty one? anyways, me has to try and update my web site, as it has had the same wankshaft of the week for nearly a month now. probably over a month actually. oh dear. anyways. people should check out my site, it's http://www.geocities.com/ladybativiere/bathome.html it is very cool. even though i say it myself. well, see yas all later, and remember lookafter yourselves and eat chocolate. batz xoxox
Hey Lindz you came back- now I can be jealous of you while you're here. Is Russia as good as everyone says?
People people everywhere all of a sudden...
hi everyone argh theres never anything spacey to talk about nowadays is there? frankie ive got the placebo album now and i think its great - is it just me who thinks the 3rd track sounds like 36 degrees though? well nevermind both are great songs.lets have a debate on what everyone's fave films are.i'm not sure what mine is but i love velvet goldmine, has anyone else seen that?
welcome to all you new people!!!
luv julia.
It's your say... Space is a super band. My friend and I saw them at Moe's Cafe in Seattle during the Invasion Tour, we loved you guys!!!!!!! We want Tin Planet here in the states.
Every time I've commented about Spacey stuff people don't seem to be very interested <sobs> but I guess that comes with being a boring person! What does everyone think that Space should do next - Diary of a Wimp wasn't very successful so what should they do as a comeback? Maybe we should get Jamie to flash for Select again! That might drum up a bit of interest! I'm off to drink some twix bars on the end of my cliff... bye! Love Emma x-x-x-x-
Best film ever. Hot Shots Part Deux. Without a shadow of a doubt.
COME ON YOU BLUES!!!!
It's your say...I think Space are so cool, saw them once a couple of years ago and got really close to the stage thought Tommy was so sexy! Wish they would sort themselves out and bring out the new album, in the meantime having been watching loads of movies and playing some great cd's . Have seen the Green Mile and have The Bone Collector, Sleepy Hollow and Haunted House on DVD. Love music like Oasis, Stereophonics, Manic Street Preachers and of course SPACE. Oh gotta go now my boyfriends just arrived!
hey jaqui. so, you have a boyfriend. thre's no need to rub it in you know. only one other person on this book asfar as i know is not single and she atleast has the grace to keep quiet about most of the time, it's not just that the rest of us are desperate (though of course we are) but couples always make me want to throw up. anyways. this freaky guy who lives upstaire just walked into my my flat. i'm quite scared now. well. hope i didn't sound too wierd or scary having a go at you, but if you're gonna keep going on about having a boyfriend i'll have to keep a bucket by my computer. luv u all, bativiere xoxox
Hi! I love Space, they're really cool, and I think I'm talking to them right now! HI TOMMY! YOU'RE SO SEXY! So are the rest of you...I love balding gingers and fat Scousers...mmmmmm! I once saw you on TOTP and you were holding guitars so now I've thrown away all my Steps records and now I listen to stuff like Travis and Stereophonics! LET'S HEAR IT FOR CONVENIENT INDIE BANDWAGONS! I also listen to underground hip hop like Eminem, Sisqo and Puff Daddy! I LOVE YOU SPACE Tommy's so gorgeous my favourite song is Unluckiest Man it rocks yay!!!!!
Oh btw, Space are Tommy Scott (vocals), Jamie Murphy (guitar), Yorkie (bass), Franny Griffiths (keyboards) and Leon Caffrey (drums).
Everton lost today. Arse.
Hi! I love Space, they're really cool, and I think I'm talking to them right now! HI TOMMY! YOU'RE SO SEXY! So are the rest of you...I love balding gingers and fat Scousers...mmmmmm! I once saw you on TOTP and you were holding guitars so now I've thrown away all my Steps records and now I listen to stuff like Travis and Stereophonics! LET'S HEAR IT FOR CONVENIENT INDIE BANDWAGONS! I also listen to underground hip hop like Eminem, Sisqo and Puff Daddy! I LOVE YOU SPACE Tommy's so gorgeous my favourite song is Unluckiest Man it rocks yay!!!!!
Oh btw, Space are Tommy Scott (vocals), Jamie Murphy (guitar), Yorkie (bass), Franny Griffiths (keyboards) and Leon Caffrey (drums).
Everton lost today. Arse.
Jonny - don't be so mean! Anyway, I've finally found some other bands to worship! I went to "The Horror Of Rachel Stamp" gig at the Astoria last night and it was BRILLIANT! AND.... Fur Circus ruled as well, they were the yummiest support band ever!
www.furcircus.com www.rachelstamp.co.uk
Sorry Katz...well *I* thought it was funny...as I said, we lost to Liverpool today. So excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse me!
Like.
Jonny- I'm sorry but that was so funny! Thanx for cheering me up.
Julia- yeah, Special K is a bit 36 degrees *shrug*. What do you think of Spite and Malice- I personally think it ROCKS!
oooh, we're talking about Placebo's new album.. yummy! I like Commercial for Levi and and some others but I haven't heard the whole album, these are just tracks I got off Napster!
Mildly amusing, Jonny... Though you know what's even more amusing? Liverpool beating Everton!! Heh. Sorry, I've got to have some joy in my life, Tranmere are 17th in the table or something ridiculous like that, while Bolton are 8th... hisssssss...
Russia was amazing, Frankie, unfortunately most of the statues of Lenin and Stalin have been got rid of... My friends got a little bitty bit fed up today in history of me going "I've been there! Been there!" every time I saw a picture of the Winter Palace or whatever in our text book. Also, my history teacher continues to take the piss, today I said I didn't trust one of the sources cos the artist had painted the Winter Palace the wrong colour. I thought it was a reasonable argument myself. Can't wait to get my photos back on Wednesday...
As ever,
Lindz (who else?)
Lindz- I really wanna go now and wear my interesting collection of wolly hats! History a-lev is somehow really boring apart from Russia bits...
I have finally worked out what was up with DOAW: it sounds so much better live! Think about it- remember the Priory when it sounded so good? Remembewr when we bought it and it didn't have that spark? (Please consider my theory coz I spent all weekend looking over my Space clips vid...)
It's your say...
hi all!Soz i've been gone soo long-don't pretend u didn't notice i know u did!!!!my dad has actually been doing some work on here AND wahey i had a brief taster of a social life but don't worry because it's all over now!!!!! i thouroughly(?!!!) recommend invasion i got it a while ago and as someone whose not a music bod some of it sounds pretty much the same but the rest is FAB!!! i can't believe it's halloween and i'm not going trick or treating cos it's too cold and i've already got too much work to do-what is wrong with this world?!!!! i haven't got the new placebo album yet because i've only just managed to sit through the old one without getting a headache - it's music you have to play loud but i think i went over the top!!!! luv and leave munchkins, van.xxx.
It's Halloween and p*ssing it down! I wanted to dress up but I have got sooooooooo much work.
I hate Hallowe'en - it's devil-worship.
Seriously
Tim
p.s. Jonny - LOL, great stuff, heh heh. :)
I stopped dressing up for halloween 2 years ago. My brother tried to be a vampyre (I love the old spelling so much better) but it was a bit half hearted really. So now I'm having a cup of tea.
Frankie, you make looking through a collection of Space videos sound like a chore.
I've got an english essay to finish drafting. It's in for Monday, it's just not flowing. Most people have finished it in neat an' all, heh.
Got my piccies of Russia back- I love me new camera with the panoramic lark, the winter palace looks wicked. When we were in the Kremlin we thought we saw Vladimir Putin's car but there wasn't anyone in the back so we don't think he was in it, shame.
Love to all,
Lindzxxx
Sheesh! Talk about being ignored...
Oops...sorry Em. I missed a whole load o' messages a while back - just found your one about the comeback. I reckon they should get up on a roof, set up their instruments and get the police to start guard while teenage girls line up on the street and scream. :)
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I've just been thinking... what happened to those "funky remixes" we were promised?
Lindz- what happened to that ALBUM we were promised over a year ago?!
Tim- don't bother with that stuff- I've tried and failed.
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helloooooooooooooooooooo munchkins, have you missed me? it's only been 4 days or so, but i know how dependant you all are. i'm staying with a groovy person in northern ireland for an mun type thingy. it's really freaky, 'cos it turns out that we went to the same nersery group, and that her brother went to the same primary school as me, and my mum was mates with her mum when they lived really near us. freakey huh? anyway. that's all i have to say right now. luv u all more than lots of sexy welsh bloaks rolling in mud, the one and only bat xoxox
I'm going to look for all the radio station websites I can find and send then lots of email to annoy them. Who's with me?!
This might be another return of that sexy scottsih bloke u know as SPACEMUSE. HICCUP. I'm back again to, HICCUP, reak havoc and spread my, HICCUP, new freakish nature, HICCUP, to the all of u, HICCUP, here. Even u Frankie. HICCUP. My first tip is to, BURP, HICCUP, PARP, do what ur, PURP, heart tells u to, BURP, do. Ignore, PARP, what ur, HICCUP, HICCUP, ACHHOOO, brain tells u to, COUGH, PARP, to do. Impulses, PARP PARP PARP, ACHHooo, HICCUP, are a way of, PARP, showing who u, BURP, really are.
Bye Now, HICCUP.
Catch installment, PARRRRRRRPP, 2 some other, HICCUP, BUUUUUUURP, PAAAAAAAARPPP PARP parp, AHHHHHHHHHHCHO,time.
Ah SPACEMUSE. I miss your lovely, wity comments with such intellectual insight.
Lindz- go on then but Radio 1 are annoying and never pay attention.
Lindz, I would join in heartily on harassing the Radio one DJs on the website... especially on the behalf of Space, except they haven't released a single for me to blag for - dammit! Thanx for a bit of attention Tim! See you mad peeps later
Hello im new to this guestbook. what actually happens here.
Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Doh
Oppps. Wrong name.
Woooooooooooooooo Hoooooooooooooooooooo.
Na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye.
Seriously now. Frankie u mean that or r u just pissing about.
Sarcasm dear.
Ahh Frankie. What would we do without you. Anyone else u want to take the piss of. how about that Tom bloke or Bats.
Hello. it has been so long since we heard anything! is there any news whatsoever? also can the band send me autographs through the post? all the best for the album. i cant wait! c ya
So so bored. Think ill go walk off a bridge or something. Bye Frankie, Batz, Tim, Linda, cant really remember anyoen esle. Bye now.
Went down to the shops instead. Anyway Frankie, what i said is what i believe. People treat u like a freeak if u do things u want to do and dont follow things like sheep. ive never followed fashion becasue of that reason ive always worn what i wanted to wear. ive also been slaged for the music i listend to, and becasue ive always searched out new bands noone has heard of i get slagged again. ive aslo been treated like a freak because i have done what ive ad feeling to do. such as drawing my veins onto my wrist, messing about with my hair, having a different and a weird hairstyle everyday. so frankie dont slag me for what i wrote cause its waht i believe and do.
will u stop ignoring me i know i deserted u 4 a while but i'm REALLY sorry!please pay me some attention!:(
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