yup. he now runs sin citymarkfiend wrote:There was a bloke went down the Banshee called Scooter. Apparently so named because of his alleged resemblance to said Muppet character.
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yup. he now runs sin citymarkfiend wrote:There was a bloke went down the Banshee called Scooter. Apparently so named because of his alleged resemblance to said Muppet character.
Nah thanks....dinky daisy wrote:i think it's crap but
at least it's surprising crap.
Imagine All those neo emo s**t kids like 30 Seconds To Mars or Panic at the Disco singing: 'iaaaaaaah hear yaehaaaa callingaheee Marianneeehea', or any other no go area, such as Cradle of Filth.
Noted Just wait & see, ZObviousman wrote:You's a great song, still not managed to track down a digital version of it, or any other of their songs sadly.
"scooter rules" (1 of ):ormfdmrush wrote:YA FUD!
SCOOTER RULES!
Picture a really really really really bad nightclub in the mid-90s. The kind of place you'd only go to after an office party when you're too drunk to know any better. Where you queue for 2 hours in the freezing cold to get in, try to convince an agressive caveman in a tuxedo that you're not too drunk, where you pay a small fortune in admission, where the gents is a trough overflowing with vomit, where the beer is overpriced watery swill. You get the picture. Among all the dross that pounds into your skull, you might hear something that sounds like a featherweight Front 242 with lead vocals by Richard 23 on a bad sugar rush (and that's being kind to it). The chorus goes "Hyper hyper! Hyper hyper!"biggy wrote:Could I be so bold as to ask who the f**k is scooter?
You're going to take that deux-quat'-deux comparison right back THIS MOMENT Boyo!mh wrote:Picture a really really really really bad nightclub in the mid-90s. The kind of place you'd only go to after an office party when you're too drunk to know any better. Where you queue for 2 hours in the freezing cold to get in, try to convince an agressive caveman in a tuxedo that you're not too drunk, where you pay a small fortune in admission, where the gents is a trough overflowing with vomit, where the beer is overpriced watery swill. You get the picture. Among all the dross that pounds into your skull, you might hear something that sounds like a featherweight Front 242 with lead vocals by Richard 23 on a bad sugar rush (and that's being kind to it). The chorus goes "Hyper hyper! Hyper hyper!"biggy wrote:Could I be so bold as to ask who the f**k is scooter?
That's Scooter.
True enoughmh wrote:For all their excellence ( ), zwei-vier-zwei have been influential to some right dross, I'm afraid.