Christ, WHO the fuck wants to spend $100 or $200 to sit and look at a hoarse-voiced grubby little bug like Phil Collins?
People are THAT nostalgic for shitty music?
Pebblehead's return comes on the heels of a full schedule of dates for Roger Waters, the sadist who is already flooding TV stations with commercials telling people to get their tickets now for...shows in SEPTEMBER of 2017.
Entertainment in the 21st Century IS shite. Concert venues are loaded with arena-rock morons, hip-hop monkeys and twat idiots doing aerobics and lip sync antics. The small pay-to-play venues have dopey no-talents and other places expect you to spend a fortune on admission, drinks and food in order to "support" your fave indie singer or somebody who hasn't been on a major label since 1978.
We're supposed to be happy with dimwit superhero and fantasy movies? Lame made-for-cable crap just because women bounce around topless? God awful stand-up comedians who never tell a funny joke? Dreary and pretentious ballets and musical revivals?
What else? We're supposed to go out for a night on the town and...get drunk? Be part of a rowdy, noisy crowd at a sports event or at some hideous karaoke night or "win a prize" trivia contest? We're supposed to take a bus to a train or drive for an hour to get to a fucking bowling alley? Maybe go play pool and end up in a confrontation with some troublemaking punks?
I must add, being quite DEPRESSED by what I've been through the past 3 days, that curling up with a good book isn't always rewarding, either.
Not only is it possible you won't have QUIET in order to read, but the book might be a frustrating waste of time. I'm a fast reader, so I got through 350 pages in 3 days. It was 3 days wasted.
Who wants badly written non-fiction with no decent research or insight? Who wants over-hyped fiction that promises an amazing mystery or page-turning thrills, and only makes you increasingly bored, and then angry with the lame ending?
PS, if the book is a gift from, or written by a friend or relative, THEN what?? You have to try and think up a creative lie and point out something you LIKED about time you'll never get back!
But I digress. FUCK YOU, PHIL.
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