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Scissor Sisters: London Roundup
Okay, maybe you’re sick of all the Scissor Sisters stuff on Slog/Line Out lately, but we love our hometown heroes making it big in the world, and i’m especially proud of my friends in the Scissor Sisters.
With that in mind, skip this post if you don’t want anymore tales of debauchery from London and Trafalgar Square, where the band just released their new cd, Ta - Dah.
First off, on arriving in London, on Thursday, after two bumpy flights on Northwest Airlines, we noticed much of Trafalgar Square was unaccessible to the public, mostly because of large scaffolding that was going up all over the vast public square. Of course this was for the Scissor Sisters show, but why were they setting it up so far in advance. Walking through Trafalgar that evening with Jake Shears, it became apparent how incredible the Sisters' show was going to be.

The show was to be a huge undertaking with sets especially built for the performance. After all, the show wasn't just free to the 9,000 fans who were lucky enough to get tickets, it would be shown live on tv Saturday night with numerous repeats over the next two days.
Friday was jet lag day, but however tempting it sounded to sleep, going off with the Scissor Sisters to BBC Radio 1 for the day sounded even better. In an unparalled coup, the Scissor Sister were literally taking over the worlds #1 radio station for the entire day. From sun up 'til sun down they would be the special guests on every show. This had never been done before in BBC history.
I came to the special presentation of Jo Wiley's afternoon show, where the band performed in front of a select audience of fans, family, friends and BBC producers, presenters and execs. Jo Wiley expects all her live guests to cover a song on her show, so the Scissor Sisters chose to do an inspired version of the Gorillaz song "Dare". It was all psychedelic reggae, with a punk chorus. Quite brilliant actually!
In the evening they took over legendary DJ Pete Tong's show, Essential Selection, with DJ Sammy Jo and Erol Alkan. Amazing. Who knew Ana Matronic's boyfriend was a DJ for the New York Vogue scene. She has the most incredible collection of Bitch House you have ever laid ears on. And Erol Alkan.... I don't even know where to begin. It was just amazing sitting and talking to one of the most influential club dj's out there today.

Everyone was exhausted by the day of promotion, that didn't stop us all celebrating the two weeks in a row the first single I Don't Feel Like Dancin' just spent at number one on the UK charts with a little bubbly. Then off to bed.

Alright. Saturday Night. Trafalgar Square. Mobs of People. Can barely move. The night is balmy. Sammy Jo is spinning some great tunes. The crowd is psyched. Sammy's music fades, then...
"Good evening, everyone!", comes a familiar voice.
I don't know if you can make it out clearly in that picture, but that is none other then Kylie Minogue! She had been banned the day before, by the mayor of London, from coming to the concert, for fear of a stampede. But good humored scofflaw she is, she came out anyways to welcome to the stage:
The Scissor Sisters!
They were amazing. The crowd loved them. Even as tired and jet lagged as I was, I couldn't help but dance and sing along to all the songs with the band and assembled fans. During the encores midgets dressed like the Trafalgar statue's of Lord Nelson and thalidomide woman Alison Lapper, pregnant on plinths came out and danced with the band. By the end of the night punters were dancing in the large fountains in the square and splashing everyone around them.
I'd go on about the after party, in which I drank a ton of Champagne, met Kylie, danced to Mark Moore's (of S'Express fame) DJ set, then drank more champagne and danced to Sammy Jo's set while being chatted up by a very cute british porn star.
But I don't want to make you jealous.
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i'm jealous.