The good news? They’re new. New groups want to build a global fanbase. The UK is a massive market for pop music. We invented the Spice Girls, for crying out loud. If they ignore us, they’re ignoring their own potential.
Think of it like dating. They’re playing hard to get. They want us to prove we’re worth the trip. Well, we’re ready. I’ve already written a welcome banner in my head. It says: “Welcome, Katseye! Sorry about the weather. We have biscuits.”
So, keep your eyes peeled on ticket sites. Set a Google Alert. Tell your cousin who works in a record shop to keep an ear out. It’s only a matter of time before our collective enthusiasm becomes too loud to ignore.
Until then, we’ll keep practicing our choreography in the kitchen. When they finally land, it’s going to be a party. And I, for one, will be queuing outside the venue at 6 AM, umbrella in hand, ready to welcome them with open arms and a soggy sandwich.
