"The room looked like the cover of the Sgt. Pepper album come to life: the great and the good, the infamous, the notorious and the inane all gathered under an opulent domed roof, lit up in blushes of colour, celebrating another year for the NME Awards. A dense bass guitar made the soles of my feet tingle as the room rubbernecked at a Stetson that was cutting a determined swathe towards the plush, red stairs Peter and I were standing on. Diminutive, and lit like she had her own spotlight, the lady beneath the cowboy hat tilted high on herhead gave us a winning smile, before leaning towards us.
‘Hello, The Strokes,’ she purred warmly before disappearing towards the door behind us.
It was our first ever NME Awards ceremony and Madonna had just confirmed that it wasn’t our year."

— Carl Barat on The Libertines’ first NME Awards ceremony ever (via ohskysnotthelimit)

(Source: itjustwontwork)