This was originally posted at Ye Olde Blog on 3rd July 2005, when Live8 was on.
I was yet to return to beloved London at that point, and within only a few days, my beloved city would suffer through another terrorist attack. I was terribly sad about Jim Morrison, because the more things change, the more they stay the same.
3rd July 2005
I have nothing to say about Live 8 that hasn't already been said
except that in my great need to avoid RobbiefuckingWilliams, who seemed
to be under the impression people were there for him, I missed
The Who...
I'm told Roger remains Dorian Gray-like in his ability to stay
looking forever young. I'm fairly positive that Live 8 will change
absolutely fuck all, because rock and roll cannot save the
world.
Rock and roll cannot even save itself. Which brings me so neatly
to the point of this post.