24 year old Chicagoan. Sociology Major. Likes to think of herself of as a global citizen. ENFP. Terrible procrastinator. Remains always and forever a optimistic. Bit of a Anglophile. Unashamed bleeding heart liberal. Pottermore sorted Gryffindor. Goes to museums on free days. Supports FC Barcelona, Liverpool FC, and Borussia Dortmund. Has faith in love & music. Weaknesses may include, breakfast food and handsome brunette bearded men.

 

quietnowherebesideyou:

On 18 April 2005, Carl heard that Peter might be going to North London’s Boogalo Bar… ‘Pete might be there’, he confided. ‘It might as well happen now, because it’s going to happen some time’. Peter’s friend Alan Wass received a phone call as we stood outside the back of the bar. After a few minutes Alan handed the phone to Carl who said hello to someone in a hushed voice before retreating for some privacy… ‘He’s coming over,’ He said casually as he passed Alan back his phone.’It’s cool,’ said Carl, obviously anxious…and then Peter was there. Peter and Carl saw each other. Gingerly they approached.They looked at each other, a nervous grin from Carl was matched by a twinkle-eyed smile from Pete, and cautiously hugged. Retiring to the sofa they chatted about niceties. After several minutes chatting the pair then hugged again, this time with more affection and complimented each other on their jackets…

They headed upstairs away from the main room where acoustic guitars were waiting. The two erstwhile friends quietly strummed snatches of songs for each other, including ‘Can’t Stand Me Now’, ‘Albion’, ‘Time For Heroes’, Violent Femmes’ ‘Blister In The Sun’, and Love’s ‘Alone Again Or’. Peter was like a child showing off his Christmas presents after the holiday. He crouched down and showed Carl the chords for ‘Fuck Forever’ and ‘A Rebours’. Carl taught Pete a song and played ‘Plan A’ for him. Peter offered Carl the opportunity to play guitar on the debut Babyshambles album, but Carl was scornful of what this represented. He wasn’t keen to be ‘the cabin boy on someone else’s ship’. It was clear this wasn’t going to be the all-night session of song writing and comradeship some had hoped for, but it was an icebreaker nonetheless. In fact, Peter felt able to go in for a bit of gentle teasing. As he strummed through ‘Time For Heroes’, with a broad smile and twinkling eyes, he changed the lines to ‘There are fewer more distressing sights than that/Of Mr Carl Barat’.

              —2005 reunion account, Bound Together

(Source: anywereinalbion)

Interviewer: What emotions does it [Up The Bracket] stir in you?

Carl Barat: Excitement. Beatific joy twinned with deep sorrow and heartbreak, which was what wrote the songs back then. I feel happy and sad in equal measure. It's like a time capsule, bristling.

(NME Interview 10/12)

eallena:

Up the Bracket approaches the decade milestone & still is one hell of an listen.  Good music lasts forever.

We will lose it and that would be wrong

thepolkadotsfillthesky:

Dear fellow libertines,

Alright, so when I was in London I visited Up The Bracket Alley again, but what I found scared me half to death. Some unknowing people have cleaned and/or spray painted all through the alley over all the things that had been written :’( The things that had been cleaned and…

Interviewer: We’ve heard Pete and Carl are writing together again, is there any plans for a reunion?

Gary Powell: They fall into love, they fall out of love, it’s an ongoing circle with those guys. Obviously there is always a possibility because they created the Libertines. The initial dream of the Libertines, of Arcadia, of Albion was created by the two of them. It never has reached the plateau that they would actually like, so there is always a reunion on the cards. They literally want the Libertines to be huge, to be bigger than anything. But the question is, is whether they can figure out how to do it.

(Interview Bouncesin.com, 11/8/12)