I'm not sure if it's because I'm feeling pretty shite, or a technical thing, or my television, or something else, but musically speaking all the Live8 performances I've caught in between flipping back and forth from Wimbledon coverage seem to me to be... lacking something. And Madonna's hit two vilely bum notes in the time I've been sitting here typing this, which isn't like her. Odd.
ETA: and Peaches Geldof is such a sloane. Unless she's taking the piss, which is possible: I did think her assertion that the most thrilling person she'd bumped into back stage was her sister Pixie betrayed a possible sense of humour. Oooh, Will Smith in Philadelphia is looking like a reasonably decent performance.
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