Secret Blur Fanclub gig where they just played their ‘b sides’ held at the Electric Ballroom in London.
![chaoticclassicism:
Marcel trying to make sure Matthew is okay during this hurricane, so precious!
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![dadpoets:
IM SCREAMING AT MY COMPUTER
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![sleepingmodelboys:
“My friend Marcel just got in from New York that day and I was
so looking forward to seeing him again. By the time I got home, I
realized that I didn’t have my keys. I went into his apartment instead
and I found him fast asleep there. I sat next to him for thirty minutes
and watched him in his dreams.”
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“My friend Marcel just got in from New York that day and I was
so looking forward to seeing him again. By the time I got home, I
realized that I didn’t have my keys. I went into his apartment instead
and I found him fast asleep there. I sat next to him for thirty minutes
and watched him in his dreams.”
I can’t do the cherubic close ups any more. Getting on a bit for that. Don’t worry though. I’ve got some ideas.” Twenty-four hours later, he’s dressed as a tiger.
RT @Sherrill_Smith: @barnett_george @jeremyoung @iamjoshbeech, the dream team http://t.co/bhWEoUH6
