And now for something utterly brilliant

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Trouble loves me

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Hate all the smug self satisfied scum of humanity who crawl out of the woodwork this time of year to bombard you with schmaltzy Christmas Carols and try to convince you that Christmas is a time for giving and celebrating the birth of the saviour of human kind (or at least one seriously thoughtful guy with a high pain threshold ... and i should know, i've seen that Mel Gibson film) when what they're really doing is transmitting evil subliminal messages through the media which compel you to go to your local, vacuous, soulless, hideously overpriced shopping mall to be crushed in the queue at HMV (or Music Zone if you're a pikey) by some obese McTrucker with a BO problem buying the Bodyguard soundtrack? Yeah, i hate Cliff Richard too.
So i've found the perfect antidote. Get thee down to thy local bookshop (by that i mean Ottakars, not McWaterstones) and buy a copy of 'Is It Just Me Or Is Everything Shit?'; it says all the stuff you ever wanted to say about the hideous state of the modern world whilst being simultaneously absolutely f***ing hilarious. Plus it mentions The Smiths (in a good way)

Toto FM
Most radio stations in the land (swathes of Radio 2, London's Magic FM, all regional radio stations) appear to believe that modern music reached a climax in 1983 when a Los Angeles studio band called Toto laid down a little number called 'Africa' ... At the time, few realised the song's pivotal importance in the story of modern music; most contemporary aficionados let themselves be distracted by lesser talents like Prince and The Smiths. Only a real seer would've been moved to declare: 'This music is so timeless, so uniquely powerful, that in the early years of the 21st century, people will still be hearing it as they browse around Curry's'.

Also, this is perhaps the only book in which you get a phrase like 'The Deirdre Barlow of Messianic Twat Rock' alongside pieces ripping the piss out of Bono, Harold Pinter, Jamie Oliver, journalists who like Sex and The City, Tony Parsons, British modern art, homophobic Christians, high street shopping chains, Democrats, Republicans, Labour MP's, Tory MP's, Benjamin Zephaniah, Martin Amis, Alain de Botton, Keith Richards, rich people and The Daily Mail (whose Nazi connections i never knew about ... so it's an informative book as well as a good laugh then)

Basically it's the perfect antidote to Christmas ... if Jesus were alive today, he'd bloody love it. And what Morrissey fan can resist a book which slags off practically every facet of the modern western world except His Majesty? ... in fact, someone send Moz a copy, quick.
 
> Hate all the smug self satisfied scum of humanity who crawl out of the
> woodwork this time of year to bombard you with schmaltzy Christmas Carols
> and try to convince you that Christmas is a time for giving and
> celebrating the birth of the saviour of human kind (or at least one
> seriously thoughtful guy with a high pain threshold ... and i should know,
> i've seen that Mel Gibson film) when what they're really doing is
> transmitting evil subliminal messages through the media which compel you
> to go to your local, vacuous, soulless, hideously overpriced shopping mall
> to be crushed in the queue at HMV (or Music Zone if you're a pikey) by
> some obese McTrucker with a BO problem buying the Bodyguard soundtrack?
> Yeah, i hate Cliff Richard too.
> So i've found the perfect antidote. Get thee down to thy local bookshop
> (by that i mean Ottakars, not McWaterstones) and buy a copy of 'Is It Just
> Me Or Is Everything Shit?'; it says all the stuff you ever wanted to say
> about the hideous state of the modern world whilst being simultaneously
> absolutely f***ing hilarious. Plus it mentions The Smiths (in a good way)

> Toto FM
> Most radio stations in the land (swathes of Radio 2, London's Magic FM,
> all regional radio stations) appear to believe that modern music reached a
> climax in 1983 when a Los Angeles studio band called Toto laid down a
> little number called 'Africa' ... At the time, few realised the song's
> pivotal importance in the story of modern music; most contemporary
> aficionados let themselves be distracted by lesser talents like Prince and
> The Smiths. Only a real seer would've been moved to declare: 'This music
> is so timeless, so uniquely powerful, that in the early years of the 21st
> century, people will still be hearing it as they browse around Curry's'.

> Also, this is perhaps the only book in which you get a phrase like 'The
> Deirdre Barlow of Messianic Twat Rock' alongside pieces ripping the piss
> out of Bono, Harold Pinter, Jamie Oliver, journalists who like Sex and The
> City, Tony Parsons, British modern art, homophobic Christians, high street
> shopping chains, Democrats, Republicans, Labour MP's, Tory MP's, Benjamin
> Zephaniah, Martin Amis, Alain de Botton, Keith Richards, rich people and
> The Daily Mail (whose Nazi connections i never knew about ... so it's an
> informative book as well as a good laugh then)

> Basically it's the perfect antidote to Christmas ... if Jesus were alive
> today, he'd bloody love it. And what Morrissey fan can resist a book which
> slags off practically every facet of the modern western world except His
> Majesty? ... in fact, someone send Moz a copy, quick.

I heard a review of it on 3RRR yesterday. It's a FM public radio station.
They said it's fantastic.
 
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