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So Axl Rose had his Twitter feed hacked did he?

If you've not been following this, @axlrose was updated over the weekend to say that GnR's roster of shows had been cancelled with immediate effect. Cue gnashing of teeth from the older Reading and Leeds ticketholders about the fact that the reason they paid £150+ had, once again, let them down.

See, he's got form for this. Shows cancelled all over the place. On the few occasions he had deigned to turn up it was normally late and they would go off at curfew time making for a total performance time of 30odd minutes.

Which is why when the "announcement" was made, few eyebrows were raised. The subsequent tweet suggesting that W. Axl had been hacked was more surprising.

It would not surprise me if he did actually post the offending tweet only for the record company to go begging for him to reconsider.

So it seems Reading and Leeds will get their dose of GnFnR....

...I wouldn't put your house on it though.



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