Does exactly what it says on the tin. Some of the nonsense contained herein may be very loosely related to The Sisters of Mercy, but I wouldn't bet your PayPal account on it. In keeping with the internet's general theme nothing written here should be taken as Gospel: over three quarters of it is utter gibberish, and most of the forum's denizens haven't spoken to another human being face-to-face for decades. Don't worry your pretty little heads about it. Above all else, remember this: You don't have to stay forever. I will understand.
I've been wracking my brains and cannot find a single reference to the gold standard/Bretton Woods, the exchange rate mechanism, or why some people don't understand that unless explicitly stated revolving doors require that the user pushes the effing door in order to pass from one side to the other, rather than hoping that some other poor effer will push it for them in any of the items in my record collection.
I feel that this is a dreadful oversight - surely Pulp could have recorded, "Push, You Fucker, Push" as a B-side to Common People? Wouldn't a blistering attack on ERM have been in keeping with Hawkwind's "It Is The Business Of The Future To Be Dangerous"?
"I won't go down in history, but I probably will go down on your sister."
Hank Moody
In defence of The Cranberries' "Zombie", the IRA declared a ceasefire three weeks before the single was even released, possibly making it the most effective political song ever.
Dan wrote:In defence of The Cranberries' "Zombie", the IRA declared a ceasefire three weeks before the single was even released, possibly making it the most effective political song ever.
If memory serves...
Army Council of the IRA wrote:We, the Army Council of the Irish Republican Army, agree that all soldiers will lay down their arms at midnight on the 20th day of July, conditional upon that tin-eared group of bastards The Cranberries not releasing another single. Jaysus but have ye heard these fockers? I'd sooner give up any and all claim to the 6 Counties than have to listen to these people massacre their way through another "political song". As if fockin' Bono wasn't bad enough, now we've got Runrig's bastard offspring fockin' their way into the national consciousness and pollutin' the brains of young Irish catholics. Ferfocksake, that's our job.
So, we'll stop killing and shooting and kneecapping with bombs and bullets if those bastards stop doing so with music. We think it's a fair trade.
Slainte
Army Council of the IRA
PS Any Irish bands since The Undertones have been shoite
"I won't go down in history, but I probably will go down on your sister."
Hank Moody
I love Teh Guardian, i read it everyday. And everyday i see on their website at least one article like this. I guess it's signum temporis, when, even that good newspaper have to (want to?) publish such low-level clickbaits.
How about list of ten topics that journalists should avoid?
If the article was actually funny, I might have some sympathy, but saying musicians shouldn't voice their opinions on big issues, or that being wealthy invalidates any opinion on poverty or homelessness is just mean-spirited. And if a song's well-written, then the subject can't make it a bad song. I can think of great songs on most of those subjects - including at least one on their list.
It's probably true that rich people complaining about paying tax isn't particularly appealing, but neither is the press complaining about musicians criticising journalists!
But in the spirit of the thread, I'd be grateful if songwriters would refrain from writing on the subject of what inarticulate animals might say, or being Jenny from the block.
And while we're at it, there is no song that can't be made worse by the addition of a rap.
Any more of that and we'll be round your front door with the quick-setting whitewash and the shaved monkey.
menstruation -especially not by male songwriters moaning about hormonal women.
male erctile dysfunction (a guaranteed flop! sorry)
really really likeing the smell of your own arse-sweat
condiments.
how much you like your job.
sky box sets.
alton towers
overwhelming urge to stick your dick in your boss's wife
beans.
colonic irrigation.
pissing in the bath.
joey deacon
Well I was handsome and I was strong
And I knew the words to every song.
"Did my singing please you?"
"No! The words you sang were wrong!"