Yesterday I caught out of the corner of my eye a quote from James Skelly of The Coral, which had made in into the 'quotes of the day' bit in the Times. The general gist of this quote was that he gets so pee'd off with having to sing the same songs over and over on tour, that he has to take 'substances' as he is so bored.
Well boo-hoo. Isn't that they saddest thing you ever did read? Oh, poor The Coral. Having to squeeze onto a crowded bus/tube/train and not even get a seat for most of the way home. And then when you do get a seat you end up being squashed by the fattest person they have ever seen. Who smells really, really bad. Oh no wait, they travel by private tour bus. Poor The Coral, having to spend their days in a job they hate, having their creativity slowly drained out of them by the everyday 9-5. Oh no wait, they're successful rock stars. Poor The Coral, going home to a flat that has somehow got messier since you left it this morning. Oh no wait, they get to stay in top hotels, where people on minimum wage get to tidy up after them. Poor The Coral, not having anyone appreciate how hard they work. Oh no wait, they have fans, who spend their hard-earned cash buying their music and going to see them on tour.
Ungrateful, miserable, pretentious bloody rock stars. Shut the **** up!
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
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