Oh my goodness me. First dance music starts raping hits of the seventies and eighties for backing music to use as a bed for the aural equivalent of AIDS and now a reasonably renown “R ‘N’ B” singer takes up the rather tired and worn batten and runs off with it.
The song being pillaged in this case is The Strangler’s, Golden Brown. The singer in question is Jamelia. I am pretty sure she didn’t write the song, but i would love to meet the guy who did! Somewhere in a little study, locked away, there is a man surrounded by hundreds of CDs and records and every few weeks he gets a phone call from an agent asking for a song to be written for whoever.
So what does he do? Simple, he lights another cigar, picks up a blob of chewing gum and throws it randomly at his audio collection. And thus a new track is created for a myriad of different artists. As for the Jamelia song itself, it is pretty awful. The faster speed of the original is lost in some banal over beat which is slower than it should be. The overall effect ends up as something like a funeral dirge played at high speed through a Hammond organ (and no i don’t mean the willie of a Top Gear presenter).
Other news now, isn’t the weather rather nice at the moment. Enjoy this, it might well be all the summer we get. Thankfully the half term is over and there are far less odd people around in town… Except for someone I saw earlier with one of my female aquaintances. He appeared to be wearing a copycat outfit to that of the now blonde haired singer of My Chemical Romance.
Trouble is the aura was more of someone who had stolen an outfit from a 19th century soldier who forgot to steal the musket or bayonet. I was trying rather hard not to laugh.!
I know individuality is a by-word when it comes to being yourself, but looking like you just wandered off an American Civil War battlefield is another thing entirely.! Brilliant.
And last but not least, Hobbits. I have heard some interesting things about the rebuild. Will I be able to strike a deal for spyshot photos, watch this space.! If not then I shall just whack a cam in the ladies and fwap away. Just kidding. Of course.
Oooooh… forgot, found this… you might remember the original with the “Lion Sleeps Tonight” soundtrack…
Shame it’s in French.
*****LATE NEWS*****
Well, I better get this rant in while it is still relatively in the media focus…
Fat eight year old boy almost taken into care because his mum is “loving” him to death.
Errrr… no she isn’t loving him to death, she is too afraid to discipline the chubby little waster. He spends long hours sitting in front of his PC eating junk food (hang on, sounds vaguely familiar). Ok, I do that. But I work eight hours a day running around a hot/chilly stockroom carrying flat pack furniture, microwaves and sets of weights. He doesn’t.
Medicalnewstoday.com had this revealing insight…
“He spends long hours sitting at his computer and eats junk food all day long. He loves curries, sausage sandwiches, biscuits and burgers and he eats chips or fries with all his meals.”
He is too fat to dress himself, go to school or really leave the house, so how does he get all this crap in his diet.? Well his mother brings it to him. While he sits at his computer. (*Fluffy Bunny is currently eating celery to prove a point*)
Not wishing to point out the obvious but why doesn’t she stop it.? He is only eight. He can’t go take his wages down the offy and buy 19 packets of Pringles can he.? There is no chance of him being able to order a takeaway so give him the two choices. Take it (the green stuff) or leave it. Either way it is going to reduce his weight to an acceptable and HEALTHY level. I should point out that this child is 4 stone HEAVIER than I am.!
It disgusts me. The parents should stop stocking food in their house that is classed as junk food and take a few steps, even if they have to change their diets, to prevent their child dying.
I did notice he has his own motorbike though. Have that as well as the PC. Let him run.