Hosting the Xfm Residency show this week, Borrell recounted a tale from when his band supported the Rolling Stones at the Stade de France a few years ago. Did he fill a shepherds pie with heroin and groupies? No. Did he parachute into the arena just as the rest of the band walked on stage? No. Did he steal a few lobsters from the band's rider? Um, yes. Brilliant.

In his own monotonous words. Here's how he tried to stick it to one of the most notorious party bands of all time.

"I just loaded up a load of drugs and alcohol, and stole a couple of lobsters from their rider. They had this massive catering tent full, full, full of fine food, and I had a really fast Mercedes and a great driver. I jumped in the back of a car with the most beautiful girl in the world and drove down to the South of France getting wasted. I woke up in the morning in the mountains, my head totally smashed."

For his next act of rebellion, we fully expect him to run up to a nun and do that thing where you put your hand under your armpit and pump out a 'fart' noise. Truly the iconoclastic spirit of rock 'n' roll is alive and well within the skinny white jeans of this snaggle-toothed desperado.

by HorseWorm