They’re going to live forever (like the song embedded in your head, a tumour out of remission). They’re going to learn how to fly (high!). They feel it coming together. Fame is back.
Fame
Daily Proposition: Fly high, the Fame-seeking kids are all right
The wisdom of washed up boy bands
The hey day of the boy band may be over, but choreographed side steps lives on. The Guardian interviews five boy band-ers on the difficulties of fame. What do you do when your screaming teeny bopper fans move onto indie rock?
You are not going to be famous. Deal with it.
Surrender the fantasy, says Jim Hanas: you will almost certainly never be famous; and he’s done the maths to prove it. Your chances of becoming as famous as Lindsay Lohan? 1 in 1,574,638.
How I bluffed my way into John and Yoko’s hotel room: a schoolboy tells
Yoko had a black sweater on with white pants and white stockings. John was barefoot and had a big bushy beard, exactly like the Abbey Road cover. Right then and there I knew my life would be changed for ever.
