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Thursday, June 29, 2006


Words fail me...

Some of you may or may not know that I contribute to a regional music mag by way of reviewing live gigs, well tonight that is my mission. Normally I'm quite excited, however tonight's gig in question is leaving me with a feeling of nausea as I am being subjected to the performance of one the worst bands in Australian music history. Yes ladies and gentleman I am speaking of Butterfingers. For those of you who have had the pleasure of never hearing their 'music' (I use that term very lightly) I shall enlighten you with 5 reasons they suck.

1- Their song FIGJAM, that's right Fuck I'm Good Just Ask Me.
2-The frontman is a skinny whiteboy who thinks he can rhyme.
3-Their name 'BUTTERFINGERS' WTF?!
4-These lyrics-In my dream I was a cop and I stopped to arrest her Never met a whore more hardcore so I frisked her Steamed up the beemer and needed the demister Hadn't even kissed her but she still let me fist her I let her drive home pissed and said Hasta La Vista baby-Yo Mama
5-It's Aussie hip-hop

So folks the dilemma I am now faced with is how do I come up with 500 words that is reflective of their performance without sounding too harsh? Or more to the point how do I sit through a 1-2 hour show without cutting off my own ears?

I would like to take this opportunity to thank Macca for his willingness to accompany me on what is sure to be an interesting evening. Wish me luck...

1 comments:

cherries & dice said...

"People say I cut off my own ears. That's wrong. You can't cut off your own ears. If you try to cut off your own ears, you actually veer away. People who have tried to do this only got half an ear, if that" - Chopper