Bliss and his commenters have some interesting views on this. Sum it up in a nutshell - lie down Sir Mick, we're sick of your prancing. Haven't you got enough money by now?
But not me. I wouldn't know the Arctic Monkeys if they strolled into my kitchen and started stealing my buns. I gave up drugs, oh, ages ago. And I'd rather be at home baking or blogging than going out clubbing or whatever.
I am hosting a mad party on Friday evening though. Pearlie is going to be 80 so I've been baking tonight. Later I will make a nice cup of tea, have a wee listen to Daniel, a read of the Woman's Weekly and then off to bed after first popping my teeth in a Steradent solution.