We want to marry Björk in a valley in Iceland. We want to run through the moss on high heels with Karin Dreijer. We want to pretend to be a polar bear with Grauzone, because then we wouldn't have to cry. We want to visit Vienna with Midge Ure, Rome with Performance and check if there's life on Mars with David Bowie. We want to live on a farm with Jeans Team, and teach Orlando Weeks some kind words whilst he brushes his teeth. We want to sleep in Metropolis.