Karen O my god

Towers of London are wandering around the liggers area like peacocks. They're very hard to miss, although at least ten people are sporting similar levels of Spinal Tap hair. An impromptu gig takes place thanks to some people called Pirate something. Towers Of London are not allowed to join in.

It's been a while since we've been to Reading and, whatever checkout staff might think, we're a bit old and out of the habit. So we ease ourself in by heading off to one of those Tiscali things and watching Yeah Yeah Yeahs.

Karen O and her merry band have somehow slipped passed us so seeing them in what appears to be a converted sitting room is a total treat. Kicking off with 'Gold Lion', they play a gentle acoustic set that's at times in danger of being drowned out by Panic! At The Disco (doing a cover of 'Paranoid Android' no less. Ouch.) It's absolutely lovely.

Even better is watching Panic! At The Disco from the comforts of the disabled platform. There's chairs and everything! Thanks loads to this week's New James, who, having a wheelchair has let me sneak in as his 'enabler'. What a bloody patronising term. If you ever met James it would soon become quite clear that five cups of coffee and a cigarette are his enablers. He doesn't work otherwise. It's like batteries or something.

Panic (who have been in our head all week thanks to that annoyingly catchy 'god damn door' line) do a great set, made all the better by the fact that the mosh pit is at least twenty metres away. Hurray! Shame they haven't got the costumes or dancing girls, but they're all quite pretty themselves so we're alright with that.