Blogwatch

A warm welcome back to Meg and Me(ish) - you've been away too long. And thanks to Mike and Kenny for pointing me in the direction of 50 Quid Bloke, the "saviour of the music industry" - hang on a minute, I thought that was The Killers? Oh no, sorry, seems I was inadvertently reading LAST week's issue of NME.

Elsewhere: following on from the SWSL Glastonbury Diary I feel duty-bound to draw your attention to the rather more exotic adventures of Phil of Danger! High Postage, who's been getting down and dirty at the Roskilde Festival in Denmark; BykerSink defends 'Fahrenheit 9/11' director Michael Moore from the attacks from snooty lefties - "The chattering classes don't like him though. His books and films are too low brow. They would prefer to wrestle with one of those Chomsky books with the nasty little type size. Michael Moore is the Burberry of political literature. Once lauded by the upper echelons it's now been hijacked by the masses"; Kenny's been to see Patti Smith - "a stupendous rock 'n' roll show from a genuine living legend"; Inspector Sands has some choice words for The Sun following Wayne Rooney's decision to sign up; and Invisible Stranger offers some reflections on the changing face of the Pride festival: "Pride has nowadays been effectively depoliticised and turned into just another big excuse for some gay, and increasingly straight, entrepreneurs and promoters to make a fast and exploitative pink buck out of us all."

And finally... Amblongus's inadvertent discovery of Ladies Against Feminism proves that truth is stranger than anything on 'The Day Today or in The Onion.