Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Sinead O'Crackpot - Desperately Pathetic in Fetish Wig and Gear

Before and after...but still nuts either way.

We all feel a little sorry for crazy Sinead-y, don't we?

Her only real hit song was a cover of something written by the awful purple pest Prince. She did turn it into a moving ballad, but it put money in the pocket of an androgyne who couldn't decide if he wanted to be Little Richard or Bob Dylan. Or rather, Cate Blanchett as Bob Dylan.

Other than that, she's made more headlines for her erratic behavior, bizarre politics, and tendency to fire off in every direction possible, in finding things offensive to her, while offending everyone. I don't even want to chronicle her crap.

Last time I bothered to listen to a new album from her, there were one or two songs that were fairly good. One of them was about drugs (unless she's really into monkeys on her back). But in the world of "if you like it, buy it," I didn't.

Last time I heard about her, was when she demonstrated she was still crazy after all these years, and had two stupid tattoos placed on her cheeks. This almost rivaled Mike Tyson for sheer ugly stupidity.

She chose peculiar calligraphy and B for one cheek and Q on the other. Barbeque? No...

"Brendan Quinlan. It's what it is - un ange passe," she said. The French phrase means "awkward silence." Which is usually what she gets from her audience. She added, "There's a bottle of Agent Provocateur in someone's room that belongs to me."

Sadly she's mostly been an asshole provocateur, to the point where nobody cares what her cause is...they just want her to go enjoy her royalties, take some Valium, and quit show biz.

The picture on the right? She's putting out a new album, and all feminism aside, the crazy bitch has pulled the same fucking "call attention to yourself" stunt we've seen a thousand times...go wear a whore wig, go dress like a fetish roleplay whore, open your mouth like you want to suck cock, and think this phony crap is impressive.

Even if this was 1978 and she was Annie Lennox...I wouldn't buy an album with a dumbass cover like that.

Remember Skinhead, people can look at an album cover FREE on the Internet. And "hey the bald 47 year-old menopausal nutjob is trying to pretend to be some kind of S&M actress" takes less than a minute to say and that includes viewing the picture. As for the music? If you think you can make money in these happy days of piracy...you are REALLY CRAZY.

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