Member of SICKO band AC/DC is SICK - Headbangers Bang Their Heads

More hospital news. One of the worst bands in the world, AC/DC, will be replacing a band member. Or will they. Or won't they? Or who the fuck cares?

This ain't a heartless blog. I'm not saying "GOOD!" because some guy in a band I simply don't like is incapacitated. Especially when he's sick with something that nobody even wants to mention. But I do use this sad news to bring up two points.

Point Number One is that AC/DC has brought nothing useful to the world. They were always just headbanger assholes. They were an example of why parents used to say "turn off that NOISE." And they didn't even sing "Come on Feel Da Noize." They were just an ugly, loud bunch of wankers, and what was especially sick about them, was Angus Young stomping about in a schoolboy outfit. Give me Alice Cooper or Black Sabbath any day.

That Angus the Beef Brain is STILL, now over 60, stomping around in the schoolboy outfit can only mean he's desperate to conjure up the ghost of Jimmy Savile.

It's his brother Malcolm that's sick. As the great Piers Morgan always says, "If I'm going to be honest..." it's their brother GEORGE who has the talent...not Malcolm or Angus. George was in The Easybeats, a band that with one over-sped and rather stupid song about Fridays, beats the entire AC/DC catalog. He was also half of Vanda and Young, both a songwriting team and a group, Flash and the Pan. He also had the good sense to quit and not look like a 60-something moron.

Jesus, take a look at the photo. Brian, the lead shouter, looks like every Irish drunk who ever threw up during a Manchester United match. When it comes to music, he should be doing what Irish drunks do...banging on a jukebox to try and shake some coins out. He doesn't belong on stage...and if he did, he shouldn't be in the company of a grown man in a little schoolboy outfit. He should do what Irish drunks do...and beat up guys who are in any way faggy. As in, "Here, you like dressin' up like a little boy? BIFF BAM POWWWWWW!"

Point number two is...almost anyone in a rock band can be replaced, so let's not scare lame-brain AC/DC fans into raging around the house and ripping the toilet seat out and throwing it against the wall. The Doors refused to die after their androgyne leader, Liz King did. The Monkees kept going despite the loss of drawling "Wool Hat" Nesmith, and are still touring without Davy Jones. Queen seemed dead without Freddie Mercury but they put out a call for "Flamboyant Faggot" and got another one very quick. Brian Jones was replaced in the Rolling Stones, Keith Moon was replaced in The Who, so the loss of Malcolm Young is not, unfortunately, going to end AC/DC or the opportunities for drunken wombats to bang their heads to shitty music.