The people who write The Mail on Sunday's Live magazine are obviously every bit as nice as the people who write the main publication:
Ugly bands seem to be in vogue these days - have you ever heard of Hot Chip? - and new nerd-rock hopefuls Foals aren't breaking the mould.
What's that? You want to make music but you don't satisfy some journalist's subjective criteria on what makes someone attractive? You've got a fucking nerve, haven't you? People like you make me sick. Ugh... I'm so disgusted by your sheer arrogant audacity I can barely type with the rage - so I'm going to stop, and hope that by the time I log back on to this blog all you ugly musicians will have found some simple human decency and killed yourselves.
I'm sure someone on the Internet must have already noticed this, but the similarities between Gossip vocalist Beth Ditto and Pokemon #132, Ditto, are uncanny:
Hoo. Well I feel dirty now...
Anyway, join me next time when I'll be taking the piss out of Simon Weston and some midgets.
Apparently it's not Christmas unless you've got a load of attractive young women dressed in Santa-outfit-themed miniskirt/dress things cavorting around your house. I refer, of course, to the video for the cover that Tony Christie did of Slade's "Merry Xmas Everybody". What a misogynistic old pile of shite. Lookie:
Ugh. The bit that really pisses me off come around the 02:00 mark. Ooh look, now two of the attractive young women are pillow-fighting over a random mediocre-looking working-class guy! What a likely occurrence! I'm assuming Tony Christie came up with this video. Tony Christie is old. Yeah: ewww! Pervert. No wonder he looks so fucking cheerful. He probably feels like God. "I want tits in Santa outfits!" "Um... yes, Mr. Christie. Right away."
The weird thing is the end, where Christie randomly decides to leave the party and fucks off down an alleyway. It's a bit suspect. Tony pauses for a moment before walking into the alley as if checking that an unspecified someone was there. I mean... well I'm not going to beat around the bush, it looks as though Tony's fucking off to have gay sex in an alleyway. Cue cheap innuendo involving a reference to someone's 'Way to Amarillo'. That said I don't know why someone would deliberately insert (ho-ho!) a reference to themselves having gay sex in an alley at the end of their music video, so maybe I'm a bit off the mark. Maybe he's making a bit of a cry for help or something? I don't know.
Well... that... kind of ended on a random note... So... um... yeah. Merry Christmas and shit.
I got an e-mail today from an online import CD store about a random Japanese clothing label. The press release bit made me chuckle though:
Deorart is a gothic and gothic/punk fashion brand known for its appearances in popular visual kei magazines. Conceived for the concert club, Deorart clothing presents alternating dark and light facets for an edgy, stylish look.
Imagine a demonic castle where each room is draped in either skeletons or angels--this location lurks in the hearts of their designers and serves as the source for their designs. Just look at Deorart's angel-wing logo for proof.
Demonic castle? There isn't really anything I can add to that.
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