Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Hey! Jude, a Macca Be!

As the very late David Frost would say,

"Greetings, Hello, and Welcome to one of the worst puns of all time." And he would know.

All seriousness and Chanukah references aside, most anyone would welcome the "Hey Jude" singer to a party, and tell a surly bouncer, to "Let Macca Be."

But this IS the 21st Century, a century that I'm not sure has heard a Top Ten hit from Mr. McCartney. When WAS the last time a new song of his got any sales??

SO....Macca was turned away from TYGA the NYGA's party, and nobody protested or tried to clue some big-lipped knuckle-dragging coke-sniffing simian-in-a-suit to open the door and let him in.

Who dat knockin' on da do'? Macca who??

What's the DEAL? The fabulous Tyga-Nyga just tells his gorillas, "let in rappers you recognize, and stupid white girls, and drug dealers..." and don't even LISTEN to people shouting "Hey, that's the famous BECK" and "That's the famous Macca?"

Arrogant and stupid Millennial pieces of shit can display a lack of manners and respect? Would Stevie Wonder have been sent blundering out into traffic, too? Maybe so.

Woody Harrelson, whom one assumes MIGHT be a well-known actor, was sent packing as well. As one sympathetic Tyga fan noted, his party was for NEW stars, not has-beens. Why blame a little nigga for NOT showin' props or respect to some OLD dude?

Happily, the ever-humble and always-cheerful Macca didn't raise a fuss. Serves him right for wanting to be anywhere NEAR a monkey like Tyga. The guy has to pander and network at his age? And with his fame? Or is he trying to show that he is SO cool he "gets" bad music?

Paul, pssssst, nobody bought that last album, the one you said was REALLY good because the tracks were each done by a different trendy producer who knows BEATS. FACE IT, droopy-cheeks, even the Kings of Noize FX and vocoder squeals and synthetic splats and burps can't do anything with your dopey melodies and trite lyrics.

Christ, it must be pretty sad when older stars feel like they have prove they're still famous, or have to drag themselves out to stupid events to impress the wife, or whatever the problem is. Paul, be like SIR Surly Van Morrison. Stay at home in your underwear and drink a six pack of beer and watch pro wrestling on TV.

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