Curiosity wrote:
What a strange way to hold a conversation.
A: Steve Davis from the snooker is in a new band; I’ve sent you a link, give them a listen!
B: Sure, just not right now. What are they called?
A: I’m not telling you. You obviously don’t want to know.
B: I do want to know, I just don’t want to check them out right now.
A: No, you do not want to know this or you would have checked out the link I already sent you.
Madness.
Bruv, if you
had asked, I'd have cheerfully told you. I mean, the most important piece of information there is that
Steve Davis is in a band with someone from Coil, c'mon.
Either you'll process that information—Coil? The lads that done the soundtrack to the
Gay Man's Guide To Safer Sex and the
How To Destroy Angels thing with Marc Almond?
That Coil?—and make at the very least a mental bookmark to have a look later, or you'll blankly pass over it with no regard for snooker, early industrial, or krautrock.
Besides, not putting the name in that post gives it an air of mystery, yeah? You can enjoy the thrill of discovering the name for yourself, savour it. Maybe pretend you're a wild journo for The Quietus or something.
Zardoz wrote:
Ha! He’s been DJing in Ibiza too, hasn’t he?
I didn't know that! He's a man of many talents, that Steve.