Rumours is one of my all-time favourite albums. And I never gave a fuck that it was so different from Peter Green-era Mac, or that I liked it better than Peter Green-era Mac. I prefer the Rumours-era, mainly because I grew up on it, but because that's a lot more to it than just Go Your Own Way and Don't Stop. Their Tusk album was a complete departure from Rumours - and it nose-dived - but it's friggin' amazing. You'll never hear a more heartbreakingly disconsolate song than that of Storms, or a more mocking one than that of What Makes You Think You're The One? I don't care what anyone says, Lindsey Buckingham is one of the most underrated guitarists. Ever. He was amazing live was I saw them back in '03. Absolutely jaw-droppingly stompin'. I'm hoping I'll see them again on this tour. He has a superb ear for production and songwriting and he never gets half of what he deserves.

I wish I had skimmed through it before I bought it. I was disappointed when I saw that it had been written by Mick Wall - he's practically touting his 'book'. It's a bit too pricey for what it featured, not nearly as interesting at the Mojo one, and full of random 1980's has-been shit. Not sure it's entirely coincedental, but CR did the whole 'best albums of '69' ala Mojo Classic. Preferred Mojo's to be honest.

At first, I was thinking, 'what?', then I saw the picture again. Unfortunate picture of Keith, there. Yes. That would explain it

The Yardbirds one is pretty interesting - to me, he doesn't look happy. It's a wonder we've never come across these piccies before.

Lordy, where are you getting these from? A magic hat? They are amazing. Thanks, aen27!! :D

:faint1: Oh. My. God. I've never seen these before. Wow. The intensity in his eyes in the final picture is breathtaking. Thank you

Thank you I wish they were clearer, though.

I'm really sorry about this one, I so wanted it to be clearer but he was walking and it was barely longer than a few seconds.

Alright, as promised to Moonmaid and the others. iPlayer is up with the Olympic documentary, but, alas, I am terrible at capping, so if someone can cap better, please do so. Sorry they aren't 100% clear. Snapping David Beckham on his mobile Gotta love those arms! With David Beckham and cyclist Chris Hoy - in a sleeveless shirt.

The Bell Jar? Grab it. I wouldn't say I love it, because that's a crass thing to say about someone's obvious inner turmoil, but it's one of my favourite books. If only because I felt like her, at times. It's sad because you know this is Plath's life - albeit with fictional names - but there's something that still compels you to read on. You know the outcome, and, in my honest opinion, had Plath not had to have gone through the medical care that she did, I sincerely think she would lived a hell of a lot longer. She's lost in the book, she's misguided, and she's worried that the one thing she wants to do above all else - write - is, possibly the one thing she can't do. The 50's treated depression and anxiety very differently to today, and this book is all the more harrowing for it.

Anyone know how rare the early works Jimmy album is? I have it. Got it in a record shop for about £2. I own the turquoise lettering first pressing of the first LP, as well as the more commonly seen orange lettered one. I have all the albums on vinyl - save Coda - as well as two singles, the Japanese edition of Immigrant Song/Hey, Hey What Can I Do? and the British edition of Trampled Underfoot/Black Country Woman. I have about 26 bootlegs, a few t-shirts, a couple of books and DVD's and not much else.

I haven't read them. I was given the second book by my aunt and uncle for Christmas. I hadn't even expressed a desire to read them or see the film, so where my aunt got the idea from to buy it for me, I'll never know - I'm 23, not 15. And because she bought me the second one, I couldn't read it without needing to go out and buy the first one, which was a bit annoying. And I still haven't read them (yes, I did buy the first one in the end ) - if only because Meyer's used the most beautiful literary man (Jane Eyre's Edward Rochester ) and turned him into an angsty teenage vampire - what the frig? I currently have two books on the go - Marianne Faithfull's Memories, Dreams and Reflections and Pamela Des Barres' Take Another Little Piece Of My Heart. Once those are done with I'm gonna read Charlotte Bronte's Villette and Morgana Welch's Hollywood Diaries.

Facking 'ell, aen27, I've never seen those before. He looks gorgeous! Thank you

You can buy them, if that's what you mean. As to whether they're 'official', I don't know. Don't think they are. Linky-poos

Just The Wine - Heart

SteveAJones once said that we'd 'be lucky if they ever sat down and had lunch together', or something to that effect.

The cheapest tickets we paid for in 2003 were £50 each. I'd love to see them again, but fuck it, not if they're charging the earth. I'd much rather save for any highly anticipated future projects involving three particular men...

Oh, yes. It's almost like there's nothing left emotionally, yet your mind is still running overtime. I've been in that exact situation so many times, the horrible empty feeling of wanting to cry, but knowing there just wasn't anything left inside me. It's like a blanket covered over all my emotions. My boyfriend once said it was similar to trees in a fog. You can't see the tree, but it doesn't mean it's not there. That's kind of how it is. Before my private health insurance decided it wasn't in their best interest to cover someone who wasn't 'physically' ill, my Cognative Behavioural Therapist recommended me a very good book, which I bought. Manage Your Mind is probably the only self-help book that I've read and felt helped me. It's not just a book to read from. There's plenty of techniques to learn, exercises to help you, and the examples and explanations are written very simply. Not at all overwhelming for a simpleton like me If anyone's interested in it, I'd definately recommend it. Manage Your Mind On another note, I've had to take what Spats said very lightly. Otherwise I'd say something I'd really regret. Telling somone who's depressed/anxious to 'not worry about it' is like telling a blind man to open his eyes. Only the ignorant would say something as pointless as that.

I'm a super-ultra-mega fan of the Nicks/Buckingham era. I was so made up when I saw them live in 2003. I try and devour as much as possible, and absolutely love Stevie Nicks' solo stuff as well, and cannot wait for them to hit the road again next year! The Chain - Japan

Thank you, that is very kind of you to say those things. That means a lot to me Do you mean a doctor in alternative medicine? I've never really thought about that, so, thanks, I'll give that a bit of thought. I know I can't help people personally, and I'm about as tactful as the Duke of Edinburgh, but if there's one thing that I hope to see, it would be having Mental Illness lose the taboo tag it carries. People should never be afraid or ashamed of having any kind of mental illness. And, if and when they're ready, it should be spoken about.

DBZ, to talk about what you've gone through, and remain selfless in your hope of helping others - well, we need more people like you in society. I can't begin to imagine how horrific your ordeal has been, but I commend you on being open with us I had a nervous breakdown in 2004. I was 18 and one morning I woke up and it was like my world just slowly crumbled around me. I can't say why it happened, because I've never really known. I suppose there were a lot of factors. My house was broken into whilst we slept, which really fucked me up. I knew two people who were murdered - one a school friend and one a work colleague. I lost a family member at 9. Another family member effectively abandoned us. My mother has been seriously ill on/off for as long as I can remember. What really tore at me, more than being depressed or anxious, was having to quit school. I felt so angry with myself that I couldn't carry on, mentally and emotionally, with my schoolwork and that I wasn't on the same level as my peergroup. I felt such a desperation that I was never gonna be on the same level as all those people, and I felt like such a failure. I still do. As trivial as it sounds, that anger and sadness stuck with me for a long time. I've done doctors, physcologists, councellors, therapy, medication, self-help, change of diet, excercise - oh, how they said that was the holy grail for depression -, etc. All to no avail, so to speak. It's taken the edge off it, but it hasn't gone away. In fact, I'd say this year has been the worst one yet. I became so dependant on my first set of medication that when I went off them I needed sleeping pills to help me sleep. I mean, my doctor just gave me these little red pills, take one a day before bedtime, and I'd be out for 12 hours. I kid you not. By the time I went off them, because I believe they were starting to do more harm than good, I needed sleeping pills to help me sleep at night. I'm not 100% and I don't suppose I ever will be, but I'm fighting everyday to make sure I don't go back to how it began. I refuse to be too afraid to leave my house. I refuse to be so anxious that concentration is near impossible. I refuse to eat so little that I lose drastic weight.

Does he do it on purpose, or does our boy James have a genuine habit of forgetting to do his fly up?

Koala Bear and the Lizard A koala was sitting in a gum tree...... smoking a joint when a little lizard walked past, looked up and said, "Hey Koala! What are you doing?" The koala said, "Smoking a joint, come up and have some." So the little lizard climbed up and sat next to the koala, where they enjoyed a few joints. After a while the little lizard said that his mouth was "dry" and that he was going to get a drink from the river. The little lizard was so stoned that he leaned too far over and fell into the river. A crocodile saw this and swam over to the little lizard and helped him to the side. Then he asked the little lizard, "What's the matter with you?" The little lizard explained to the crocodile that he was sitting smoking a joint with the koala in the tree, got too stoned and then fell into the river while taking a drink. The crocodile said that he had to check this out and walked into the rain forest, found the tree where the koala was sitting finishing a joint. The crocodile looked up and said, "Hey you!" So the koala looked down at him and said, "Shiiiiiiiiiiit dude...How much water did you drink?!!"

Jimmy with Rod Stewart, Jeff Beck, Richard Cole and someone I can't quite make out. Anyone know who he is?