First Noel Gallagher clucked his tongue at Jay-Z, now Shrek The Third campaigners The Fratellis are grousing about the Kings Of Leon headlining the Pyramid Stage right after their performance. No, the Fratellis don’t think they should headline instead, they just think Kings Of Leon isn’t cool enough for the honor. Says bassist Barry, “Someone said I didn’t like the Kings Of Leon–I actually love them, but I just don’t think they should be headlining. Not to say I think we should be headlining, but I don’t think the headline acts this year are too good to be honest.” Aw, I was hoping to finally hear a Brit admit the Kings Of Leon kinda suck.
The Fratellis lack of enthusiasm about the upcoming festival can be partially blamed on the crappy time they had last year, when they were one rung lower on the Pyramid Stage line-up.
“We had a disaster last year. Everything that could go wrong, did.
“Backdrops fell down, equipment broke, and other sh**.
“We built it up in our own heads: ‘F***, we’re playing Glastonbury, third from the top on the Pyramid Stage.’
“We built it up as this big thing and it was sh**e. The only thing that saved our weekend was that I got to see The Who from the side of the stage.
“If it hadn’t been for that I would have gone home in disgust and never come back.”
Why did you come back, guys? I don’t think there’s a law in England that says you have to play Glastonbury. Is there?
Frats Behead Kings [Daily Star]
Way too passive-aggressive, Fratellis. Just come out and say that the Kings of Leon suck like extracrispy.
Cosign with Nicolars. (Why does ANYONE like them…well, aside from the people in the party scene in Cloverfield. I sympathize with the monster there.)
I hope you know they’re Scots.
I’m guessing the author does not know that or he wouldn’t have called them Brits. But thank you for the information. They sound Italian to me. Are you sure they’re not Italian?
People like the Kings of Leon cause they’re real musicians who write and perform good songs. Not D-Bag Hipsters like all bands glorified by the Blogger Massive.
The Blogger Massive!?! Wow.
“Like a Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man in sweatpants, with toothless wit
as his only weapon, he feeds off of filthy porn and angry blog
comments…Mothers, lock your doors, because he’s left the basement
couch–and he’s bringing anything but ROFLs.”