At one point we got some German sausages for dinner, and my girl Anna was working the communal tomato sauce pump and she whacked it and it all squirted over my pants, and suddenly there was silence, and I realised that Muse had stopped playing, and the entire 20 odd thousand punters were looking at me, and suddenly I just threw my hands up and said 'anyone for sauce?' and everyone just burst into laughter and suddenly Peaches was there and she said 'you're alright kid' and we high fived and then I crowd surfed all the way onto stage and Muse let me play the guitar solo for one of their songs and even though I'd never heard it I just winged it and it was awesome.

Laptopping, at bedroomphilosopher.com Feb 20, 2007 (online)