Sunday, September 13, 2009

This blog has a new crusade. It is to get every right-thinking person with an Internet connection to pass critical comment on the strange-looking, dull-sounding Chris de Burgh. This isn't unpleasantness for unpleasantness' sake. The idea is to get the multi-talentless cousin of Roly Mo writing so many letters and emails accusing people of being 'bitter and unfulfilled' that he never sings a single hemi-demi-semi-quaver again in his life. Go on, you know it makes sense.

Oi, Chris. Your music's shit and you look like the badger world's most notorious nonce.

5 comments:

Unknown said...

You don't mellow with age, do you?

Jon Peake said...

Thing is, he's too dull to even bother with. We should just let him die of banality.

Nick said...

I am appalled that the creator of such wonderful ballads as The Lady in Red, Hernando's Hideaway and The Monster Mash would stoop so low. I can't help feeling there must be more to this story than meets the eye.

Apres la Guerre said...

I dunno. The creator of "Spanish Harlem" murdered that prostitute.

Nick said...

At any rate De Burgh deserves our support for his stunning saxophone solo on 'Baker Street', if nothing else.