“FANS” THE MOVIE
For a 13 minute insight into celebrity obsession, celebrity stalking and my life; check out my autobiographical mini-documentary “FANS” which I’ve been shooting throughout the McFly tour and other stuff!
PS: It’s embedded as HD here so if it’s taking too long to buffer just click through to YouTube and change the quality down.
“GET OUTTA MY GARDEN” ft. Harry Styles / My New Radio Job
Sometimes it’s hard to meet famous in the conventional places. And sometimes you do have to go a little further. Like their houses. It’s just unavoidable. And when your one of the biggest pop icons in the world right now, chances are I already love you; and even stronger chances are I’m gonna need a picture with you. I’ve seen One Direction at hotels, venues, radio stations…etc and they just never come over. I even followed them to a private airfield once and almost got hit by a plane; and did they stop for pics there? Nahhh. So on that, fuck it, off to Harrys house I went! I say off to the house like I was invited; I wasn’t. Obviously with this being me things didn’t go exactly according to plan as you can tell from the top image. “GET OUTTA MY GARDEN!” he shouted. Sorry Harry, I didn’t realize I was in your garden. Maybe get a better fence or something? Thankfully we settled our differences shortly after as you can see by image 2. Now rather than bore you with all the details of what happened in between this like usual, you can listen to the tale instead. Which leads to the second part of this blog ….I kinda now have a job on the radio! Although I’ll still continue sharing my stories of stalking and embarrassment through this blog, I’ll also be sharing them with a million people over the airwaves!
Confused? I imagine so. I was recently approached by a lovely chap from The Hits Radio about possibly having a regular chat on air about what I’ve been up to, who I’ve been stalking and my views on showbiz news and such. You get the gist yeah? So fast forward a couple of weeks after this and a load of test demos in the studio and it would appear I’m now ready for the “air”. How exciting. I’m not 100% but I believe my first broadcast will be tomorrow around 5:30. Well that’s what I was told as I left the station tonight, but this industry tends to have an instantaneous nature of changing. The station is The Hits Radio. The show is Takeover UK w/James Everton. It’s 16:00-19:00 weekdays. And you can listen online here, on freeview channel 711 or on DAB in London. And if you don’t already listen, you proper should …as let’s be honest, all the people I stalk and talk about on this blog are who are on the show every day. So yaeah, make sure you listen, tweet/text/fb in saying I’m awesome.
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When I was younger Ian Watkins was my all Emo Jesus. So you could say I was slightly excited when he took me on a date to McDonalds. This video also features the capturing of Joseph (Traffic) Kony and drunkeness.
Here is the movie trailer to the short documentary I’m making. It’s about fans, it’s a movie; it’s called “FANS The Movie” - and it’s basically fandom, celebrity stalking, awesome times and McFly all rolled into one. Check it out!
THE 9 STEPS TO BEING BANNED FROM YOUR FAVOURITE BAND (TOUR PT.1)
Out of the past 14 days, 7 of them have been dedicated entirely to McFly. I’ve met them in Manchester, seen them in Sheffield, met them again in Manchester, seen them at the Apollo, met them again in Manchester, seen them in Nottingham, seen them in Leeds …and met them again in Manchester. And now I’m here. We’ve traveled, partied, all come together from round the country; and never did I ever think I’d have the words “YOU’RE NEVER SEEING THE BOYS AGAIN” hurled in my direction. But I did, by their new touring security guard Chris who I don’t think had quite understood the extremes our passion towards this band would take us before taking on the job as the bands security
Thankfully Mr Harry Judd amended the situation and welcomed me back into the fandom from the dreaded blacklist, but they were certainly some dark times. I imagine you’re somewhat confused, so I’ll start from the beginning. Friday seen us heading into Nottingham for day 5 of the tour for us, sadly we missed out on tickets …but who needs an actual ticket to the show when you can listen from the street? Whilst dancing, singing, and having an all-round good time in the small gap between venue door and tour bus listening as intently as possible, an opportunity presented itself. The door happened to be open. I didn’t quite know where it would lead, but I obviously walked through it. Like the wise men following the light all those years ago, I happily skipped on through with the muffled drones of my favourite band leading the way. I was drunk, I was excited, adrenaline had captivated my body and I probably shouldn’t have done it. BUT I DID! Each step through the darkness made the music a little clearer and then all of a sudden one step around a small corner and I was there. I hadn’t just snuck into the show I’d travelled 3 hours to stand outside of; I’d somehow ended up on the side of the bloody stage! This was never my intention; I simply wanted to see my favourite band. Concealed behind a curtain pole and some technical looking stuff, I was having the time of my life. Well I was, for the chorus of “Lies” I managed to stay there for before we were all chucked back outside. Not just that, but we were then told we were never to see the band again!
I’m not sure whether this comment came from the outrage of the intrusion or the initial shock of the security breach; but I suppose it was justifiable. Thankfully Harry assuring him the next day we’re no threat to the band and he’s not to worry as he’s been seeing us for years and a hand shake and apology with said security chap cleared the situation up, but how crazy! I probably shouldn’t have done it, but you just would wouldn’t you? The alcohol told me to go for it, and the music led me through the dark. I didn’t want to end up on stage; I just wanted to see the bloody show I missed out buying tickets for because I had 6 other cities to buy for first on the day of release! It’s not like we were scaling the walls or climbing through windows or anything, an opportunity presented itself, AND I TOOK IT! Yes I regret it, but quite surprising how easily I managed to skip on over to such a prime spot for the show. And there you have it, the 9 steps to being banned from seeing your favourite band. And also reason 28728728927892 why Harry Judd is awesome.
Other than that these 7 days have been slightly amazing, slightly dramatic, and slightly tiring. I’d discuss all these other events a little more in depth, but they’ve all been filmed in HD for your viewing pleasure and will soon complete the documentary I’ve previously mentioned which I begin editing tomorrow titled “Fans”.
PS: Sorry once again Chris. I’m glad you now see we’re not crazy, just dedicated. I do understand how this could be misunderstood though. Welcome to the McFly fandom.
You don’t need to be in a band to go on tour ….just latch yourself onto your favourite one and follow them from city to city!
Okay I’m a little excited as a type this. It’s the same excitement I feel each and every year without fail, and it’s honestly the best kind of excitement I ever do feel. IT’S TOUR TIME! Yes, that time of year where we pop from city to city, watching the same show and same songs over and over, and feel a sense of freedom which only comes following these brief trips out each year. Carefree, drunk and fuelled on adrenaline; real life takes a back seat, we’re in our bubble and completely free. It’s cheesy, it sounds stupid; but McFly aren’t just a band, there the medium for people all around the country to live this whole other life which nobody really understands unless you’re a part of it. “Don’t you get bored seeing them?” people understandably ask. No, how can seeing your favourite band, meeting new people, travelling the country with your best friends and partying in different cities each week get boring?
After unexpectedly meeting the band yesterday ….and convincing a middle aged man to pretend to be our dad to bring them out to us, and then following them on foot around the city through hoards of football hooligans through department stores just for another picture with… tour officially starts for me today as I head Sheffield with nothing but good friends, a bottle of vodka and a front row ticket! Then it’s the Manchester show tomorrow, then the Manchester afterparty, then Nottingham a few days afterwards, then Leeds, then Preston, then London, then Manchester again. And chuck in a few fan meetings with them and afterparty DJ sets in there too. And then it’s over. 753 miles, 4 consecutive weeks and a whole load of new amazing memories.
Rather than regularly spamming you with lengthy posts like usual of the hilarity which follows each show, I am filming EVERYTHING for a McFly centred documentary on fandom which will you give you an insight into this life of an “obsessive fan” which will be online the start of May. Following up from my recently published book and also titled “Some Call It Stalking, I Call It Love”, not only will the piece document the extremes we go to, but will hopefully challenge how you perceive the word fan and what entirely being a fan entails. The idea initially started as a bit of a fun, but since turned into my FMP at University, and will also be exhibited in a Manchester gallery for a week throughout June!
To summarize; I’m excited.
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NEW YEARS EVE 2011!
After 2009’s NYE party seen furniture being smashed and set on fire, foreign exchange housemates terrorized and a trip to A&E; and 2010’s seen street fights, tears, police vans and minor drug abuse. You could say I was somewhat hesitant about how 2011’s would go. But ignoring the clambering car roofs, falling out of stolen shopping trolleys, smashed glasses and spillages, throwing toilet roll round the street, urinating on the neighbour’s door steps, vomiting blood and sleep walking strangers climbing into bed with you at 6am, it went pretty awesome! No arguments, no falling out, just reckless immature drunken fun. Which is always a win. Here’s some footage I filmed between getting drunk and dancing to Heather Small.
Also this past week thanks to BBC show MIRANDA I’ve developed a slight obsession with 90’s pop star Heather Small and her timeless classic “Proud”. Rather than simply just downloading the song and listening to it casually, I HAVE LET IT AND HEATHER TAKE OVER MY ENTIRE LIFE. I’ve found myself dangling out the car window on the motorway with my home made Heather masks waving them at passing cars and bursting into powerful renditions of the track on busy train carriages, in Asda …even in a Chinese all-you-can-eat buffet! So obviously it’s no surprise that I had to incorporate her into my New Year’s Eve party. And although my friends pleaded for the song to be taken off constant repeat, as you can clearly see they’re loving a bit of Heather too during her frequent appearances in this video.
And remember; think big when thinking of Heather Small.
