Nylon fear a sight of McFly's lög unga fólksins

Nylon, who are huge back in home in Iceland, are forced to slog it round the UK supporting McFly. And while clearly they could rip McFly's heads off and have their blood made into cheese at the drop of a hat, they're happy to play along with the boys' new (ever-so-slightly) edgy image by pretending they were afraid of McFly's naked japes. Emilia says there's not be so much as a hint of an uncovered cock yet, though:

"We saw the pictures and we were a bit scared that we might meet them on stage naked.

"They've been really nice though. Danny, for example, knocked on our door just to say 'hi'. We have experienced very nice boys but I don't know, maybe we'll see some other side to them. At the moment they're just really nice to us."

What's really amusing is seeing a band who are at the peak of their powers having to be polite about McFly because, over here, Nylon are just the support:

"We might go out partying with them and there's still a few dates of the tour left. We'd like them to take us clubbing round London."

Actually, we can imagine fewer things worse than going clubbing round London with McFly - a nightout which would probably end around 8.30 with them taking their clothes off and, crazed on a half-bottle of Woodpecker Cider ("Hereford lightning"), crashing into the ball pit in a Hungry Horse play area.

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