We've had four good years together; she's been there in my hour of need, she told me all about this great new drug called
Dnase. We went travelling together, to Croatia, California, and Shanghai, she's never let me down (apart from America where she decided to run out of batteries halfway through the trip damn it.) But now, our relationship has run it's course and the end is nigh (sniff.) It's time for me to replace my old
Ineb. And try the younger and smoother model...
OK, I think I've took the analogy a bit too far ;-) Anyway, first impressions; the new model unfortunately looks exactly the same (no sleek redesign by some young idiot like Ben from the Apprentice), but the original jaw-rattling shake it did when you breath in (sometimes so fier
ce you would end up droping it if you weren't holding it) is now a lot gentler and quieter, the beep is different
too. I love my new Ineb ;-)
Me and R went to see the D
oves on Saturday in Delamere Forest. They were great, the sound was really good. The field in which they played was lik
e a natural outdoor audiorium. We left just before the last song to avoid getting stuck in the car park on the way out. Not very rock and roll but when you get all night baby sitters you have to make the most of them ;-) In out defence we did get to hear the final encore "There goes the fear" as we were walking back along the woodland path. Magical. Another obscure fact: I saw these guys play back in New Years Eve 1999 at the Night and Day cafe (Manchester), on that night they were the unsigned backing band for Badly Drawn Boy and were most famous for their early 90s hit under the name Sub Sub.
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Woo - I want a new Ineb. Mine is one of the very first editions and it rattles when I shake it! (perhaps I shouldn't shake it). Didn't know the Doves were Sub Sub in the 90s - you learn something new everyday. Did you ever go to the Hacienda?
Mine rattled when I shook it, but I think that was after I dropped it down the stairs :-)
I used to go the Hacienda back in the early nineties but by then it had got a bit posery and fake. The best place I went to back then was Shellies in Stoke, there's already a Facebook group dedicated to the good old days ;-)
http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/group.php?gid=6640536074
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