Hello Bombay Bicycle Club I saw you in concert at Paris La Maroquinerie a few years ago, I love you ! I lost my health but I continue to follow you, take care of yourself. Kind regards, Friends ❤❤
When people start to refer to people younger than you as kids, you know you are over the saddest threshold of all. Quite curious, you started making music as kids for kids like me and in the meantime we're no longer kids, we're all boring adults
I was at the toy section of a department store, browsing board games, glitter bouncing balls, puzzles, magic sand, and clay dough. A song came on that had me happily singing along, oblivious to the stares from staff, parents, and kids. They were probably wondering what an adult like me was doing in a toy store, or if I was searching for a specific toy. It was a Sunday night, and I'd just come from a long day at work. The title of the song escaped me, but I knew it was from BBC. It instantly transported me back to when I was 15 years old. In that moment, I didn't care that Monday was looming or the pile of work waiting for me.
