"Glenn Frey died? We love it! David Bowie died?" We LOVE IT! PRINCE DIED? WE LOVE IT! WE LOVE IT! WE LOVE ROCK DEATHS!"
Ain't it the truth?
The bigger they are, the more fun it is:
"Let's leave flowers where he lives. Let's TWEET something. Let's take out cigarette lighters and wave them while some asshole sings a tribute song during a concert. Let's buy an album we didn't care about and make it #1 on iTunes. Let's declare this asshole the greatest genius who ever lived and say the world is now empty. Let's get angry at anyone who isn't sobbing..."
Would it have been such a fucking surprise if ex-addict and Harrison-girlfriend-fucker Eric the Clapper actually said something as stupid as the quote above? He IS pretty stupid. He's a fucking guitar hero, after all. Almost his entire fame rests on an anguished cry for TWAT. (And once he got the stupid blonde bint, he lost interest, because he was secretly a latent homo who wanted to fuck Harrison).
HOW stupid is Clapton? He claims RINSE saved his life.
Jesus, what profundity. "Holy SHIT."
And wasn't it a good thing his stupid brat fell out a window? He got a SONG OUT OF IT.
How brain addled is Clapton? He actually says: "I can't believe he's gone."
What the fuck is so hard to believe? A rock star dies of an overdose?
Listen, A Wreck, if you have a brain in your head instead of noodle pudding, it's NOT HARD TO BELIEVE SOMEBODY'S DEAD.
Since you just write garbage rock lyrics, and don't really have a great command of the English language, I'll suggest something to you. "I can't believe he's gone" implies utter stupidity. "I don't want to believe he's gone" is SORT of what you're really saying, in your own senile turtle way?
That's the case. Here's the answer:
Go take some Percocet.
One thing I don't want to believe is that RINSE means so much to WHITE people. Why do WHITE people love this guy like he's both Donny and Marie combined? The answer seems to be that his brand of "Funk" is so sugary-pop.
The white people who are squealing and moaning about RINSE probably don't even own a Rick James album. But they own "Frankenstein" as played by an albino. Da's da funk, too.
WHITE people can't dance, but they can fuck up their skin. How fortunate to be WHITE and be able to show off a tattoo of this posturing provocateur. Various tabloids are happily publishing dozens upon dozens of new and old tats like THIS gruesome piece of crap:
What's going on in schools these days? Brats have their cell phones out every second, because EVERYTHING should be floated up to the Internet so EVERYONE can see.
Pass THIS one around. It's "gone VIRAL," like any viral infection these days.
Do you remember when a classroom was just that, a CLASSROOM? No talking. No cell phones. No radios. NO LAPTOPS CONNECTED TO A GIANT SCREEN SO EVERYONE CAN SURF THE INTERNET INSTEAD OF HAVE HUMAN DIALOGUE.
Somehow, this "teacher" flipped on the news, which was on his laptop AND on the big screen TV where a blackboard should be, and with the confirmation of RINSE's death...presented the proper role model: no communication at all.
What words can be said? The Prince is DEAD. Goodnight Sweet Prince! (I'll bet THIS teacher isn't aware that Shakespeare's 400th birthday is being celebrate in areas where books are actually still being read).
How many idiot rock stars have made sure to interrupt their set with some kind of RINSE cycle? Classy BROOOOOOS made sure to blast out PURPLE RAIN.
Play that funky music, white boy!
Oh, excuse me, is he really "The Boss?" Don't you all understand that the last great entertainer DIED alone in his fabulous purple mansion a few days ago? No wife or kids, just an ugly sister with dyed purple hair to wander around shucking with the morons hanging around at the front gate?
Meanwhile, in da BLACK community, they've taken Prince as their favorite white superstar. This used to be Michael Jackson, but now it's PRINCE, who, without the little silly mustache, does look like a white girl.
Neurotic drugged up unfunny Dave Chapelle, who made a fortune before frying his brains out, is currently doing sporadic comedy concerts again. Sort of like Richard Pryor after the free basing/suicide attempt. Chapelle once had his own show loaded with boring sketches, including a RINSE parody that nobody remembered till now.
So what's Dave got to say about his man/woman RINSE? Yo, RINSE be da man/woman. RINSE dying is...
are...you...ready...
THE BLACK 9/11.
The fucking BLACK 9/11.
This is why it's not easy for whites, Asians or Latinos to take NIGGAS seriously.
Why the fuck do NIGGAS have to reduce things to their own extremely tiny and self-centered world? Beethoven means nothing because he's not a NIGGA. Don't want to read about Columbus, Sir Isaac Newton or Madame Curie: they ain't NIGGAS. So JFK was assassinated? How does that affect any Niggas? Gimme Martin Luther King or NUTHIN.
Buncha Saudi Arab bastards hijack two planes and ram them into the World Trade Center towers and kill thousands of people? Nigga, please, as long as it didn't happen in Harlem, who the fuck cares, yo?
John Lennon got shot? Who? He be white. Nevermind his song about Angela Davis, he had his ofay nerve sayin' "Woman is the Nigger of the World." Nevermind this Lennon prick.
It goes back to Muhammad Ali who HUMOROUSLY said he wasn't going to fight in Vietnam because no Vietnamese ever called him a nigger.
He went on to be a national star, a WORLD star. People cared about him, white, black, Asian, Latino. He did it by being a great boxer but also by showing great warmth and HUMOR.
BLOWIE dying...nobody would equate that with 9/11.
But RINSE dying after years of drug abuse? IT'S THE BLACK 9/11.
That's how narrow the black perspective is. Three blacks shoot a young white Australian guy down for the fun of it. He had come to America to learn baseball. He was out jogging and minding his own business. Nobody cares. The local cops shrug and say "they were listening to violent rap music. They were bored." Oh well. Trayyyyyvon Martin, who attacked what he thought was an unarmed white guy...THAT's the end of the world.
Lastly, how's this for irony? One thing everyone knows about RINSE is that he detested bootlegs and piracy. He was one of the fiercest copyright owners on the planet. He'd even find ways to shut down fan tribute sites for violation of intellectual property and using PHOTOS without permission.
So? Somebody bootlegged his final concert and it's freeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
The media, which no longer knows the difference between piracy and legitimacy, has been telling everyone where to go to see the last show via bootleg. Freeeeeeee.
Christ. The surface of the Earth now resembles a Jap bitch's face in a bukkake movie.
PURPLE RAIN? This seems more like a GOLDEN SHOWER.
Stop pissing about, everyone!
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