competition
as you may remember, we posted a competition on suede.net in the autumn. the rules were to re-write the lyrics to the song "untitled" in order to express the tender emotions that brett undoubtedly feels over his reunion with bernie. the prize, the complete discography of the, um, london suede, went to fiona from the netherlands for this little ditty:

will you be my guitarist then?
willl you compose the song?
while I'm off writing some lyrics
for who knows how long

and yes I'll sing the songs I swear
as soon as I find something to wear
worn to the backbeat of the stars

and yes, I'm just the singing bloke
should've checked my horoscope
isn't it funny while I spoke
you turned up

special mention goes to wendy, also from the netherlands, for this poignant composition:

i needed a new demon
i wanted a new sound
we talked over a curry
with naan

oh yes, you made me sing again,
songs full of lalaaaa
wearing my favourite showershoes

and yes, I'm such a silly guy
never listened to good advice
written on a forum
by my fans

thanks to everyone for all the entries.

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