A couple of things…
One. I saw Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Shameless Cash-in last night. It was alright, but there was far too much in the way of CGI, and when they ran out of plot they relied on too many deeply improbable near-misses to keep it going. Sure, they all did, but never this much. I am slightly troubled by the fucking ludicrous — and totally non-Indy — basis of the story.
I did like seeing Indiana Jones getting pegged as a Red by the Janitor from Scrubs. Hahahahaaaa! Funny… Like if they'd done it with Rambo, only less carnagey…
Two. I just got rejected for a press pass by the Arrow Rock Festival. This serves both to be annoying and to further prove that all publicity people are wankers. It also gives me carte blanche — now that I don't want anything from them — to point out that their entire enterprise is doomed by the fact that everyone on the line up is shit. With the exceptions of Motorhead and Kiss, both waaaaaay past their prime and not really worth paying to see, it's a graveyard for the forgotten and the oh-god-why-won't-they-fuck-off?s of mediocre hevvy metull.
Does that make me bitter?
Gene Simmons, if you're reading this, I hold you entirely responsible for being among the frontline of artists making music a purely economic exercise. If it weren't for your sentimental value you would have been shot long ago, by some die hard fan from the Alive! era. The Elder? Pah!
Please make it brief…
I did like seeing Indiana Jones getting pegged as a Red by the Janitor from Scrubs. Hahahahaaaa! Funny… Like if they'd done it with Rambo, only less carnagey…
Two. I just got rejected for a press pass by the Arrow Rock Festival. This serves both to be annoying and to further prove that all publicity people are wankers. It also gives me carte blanche — now that I don't want anything from them — to point out that their entire enterprise is doomed by the fact that everyone on the line up is shit. With the exceptions of Motorhead and Kiss, both waaaaaay past their prime and not really worth paying to see, it's a graveyard for the forgotten and the oh-god-why-won't-they-fuck-off?s of mediocre hevvy metull.
Does that make me bitter?
Gene Simmons, if you're reading this, I hold you entirely responsible for being among the frontline of artists making music a purely economic exercise. If it weren't for your sentimental value you would have been shot long ago, by some die hard fan from the Alive! era. The Elder? Pah!
Please make it brief…
posted by Stephen McMullin at 10:33 pm
2 Comments:
Yank twat
Is that a comment on Gene Simmons or an expression of your desire to tug on a vagina? I know it can't be directed at me, because that would mean the person who wrote this was not just an idiot, but a fucking idiot.
I fucking hate anonymous posters.
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