Meanwhile down at the award ceremony.... The Golden Squeakies go to:
Best Cover Version - Genitorturers cover of I Touch Myself (much much more sleazy than the Divinyls)
Most incontinent bass player - Damion from Envisage (ask him about his branding story...and a map showing all the public lavatories in the greater Southend area)
Best Rubber Ears - Mortiis
Most fun with your clothes on - Screaming Banshee Aircrew (and you might even be able to look at the girl)
Least fun with your clothes on - Brian Odin's back yard wrestling (I suppose there's nothing else to do down on the Thamesview Estate)
Unexpectedly brilliant new (to me anyway) act - Uninvited Guest (see 'em when you can)
Gothic "Spinal Tap" - The Faces of Sarah (More guitarists than you can shake a plectrum at)
Most pretentious Group: Franz Ferdinand (boring art-rock farts)
I'd rather wear a cardigan and sit by the fire instead: Anything in Leytonstone
Best vocals in a Corset: Nell Sigland (how much cider had I consumed by the time came on stage at Gotham?)
Most Entertaining Norwegian: Gothminister
Band I wish I'd had the money to see (and got the date right): The Birthday Massacre
The committee regrets that the Golden Squeaky for any kind of outstanding contribution was not awarded because of severe turnip brandy induced apathy on the part of you know who.
And finally the Cardboard Squeaky for most irritating person goes to (drum roll please Mister S) Dani Filth (in part because Mister Squeaky broke his favourite crayon when colouring in the beard and moustache he had drawn on a poster of Mr Filth)
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