This is just plain wrong on so many levels that I don't know where to begin.
Showing posts with label AC/DC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label AC/DC. Show all posts
Monday, 1 December 2008
Thursday, 9 October 2008
Desert Island Cobblers
Our kid's done this Desert Island Discs thingy, so I thought I'd nick the idea and give it a go. You can take albums, right?
First up, the whole album, mark you, not just these two songs.
Perfect indie pop.
An-gus!
Perfect, er, pop.
Two for the price of one here. Going to see this lot a week tonight.
Dave Grohl never bettered this. Recently covered by Glen Campbell.
Doesn't outlive its welcome.
Genius.
Luxury - an iPod to render this whole exercise pointless.
Book - The Deeper Meaning of Liff. I've read it hundreds of times and it never fails to make me 'LOL' (eergh). It'd make me realise how much pleasure used to be had by laying on a settee on a Sunday afternoon, absent-mindedly picking yourself.
First up, the whole album, mark you, not just these two songs.
Perfect indie pop.
An-gus!
Perfect, er, pop.
Two for the price of one here. Going to see this lot a week tonight.
Dave Grohl never bettered this. Recently covered by Glen Campbell.
Doesn't outlive its welcome.
Genius.
Luxury - an iPod to render this whole exercise pointless.
Book - The Deeper Meaning of Liff. I've read it hundreds of times and it never fails to make me 'LOL' (eergh). It'd make me realise how much pleasure used to be had by laying on a settee on a Sunday afternoon, absent-mindedly picking yourself.
Labels:
Abba,
AC/DC,
Elbow,
Foo Fighters,
Kirsty MacColl,
Massive Attack,
Men Without Hats,
music,
Pink Floyd,
Primitives
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