When The Libertines split up, I cried and cried and cried. It's the only time I've actually cried because of a band. Not because of a song that makes me emotional - that happens quite often - but because of the band itself and the people in it. When Pete & Carl met up for the first time after falling out and became friends again, and about everyone time they had a personal 'reunion' afterwards, I did a happy dance, and sometimes I even had to cry again. I've always believed and said that one day they'd get back together as a band, and now it's finally happened. I still can't believe it, really, but it has! Unfortunately they're only playing 2 UK festivals this summer, but I'm seriously considering taking that Eurostar + bus to Reading and go see them over there. Up the Albion!