I'm sick to death of this whining fucking bitch and her song "You've cum in my ass for the last time" or whatever its called. I hated all he other fucking stuff before now too but this song is really irritating me. A man wouldn't get away with this kind of shit. Imagine if a man came out with a song like this "uh I think you're really lovely, but damn bitch, you just lie there like a sack of potatoes making me do all the work, and its goddamn hard work, what with the state of your face, and that baggy flesh-sock you call a vagina"... no, I don't think a man would get away with it.
So anyway, it came with great love/hate to hear PETA championing her this week in one of their blogs. Basically Allen went on Safari and felt bad for photographing the animals. PETA said this was wonderful, not only did she not attend a zoo but she actually felt bad when she took photos of animals on Safari... all hail the new princess of animal welfare! But hang on a second, she was seen in January wearing a [ugly] hat apparently made of real Arctic Foxfur. She later announced it was fake (nothing like a fur controversy to drum up interest in a new album release). I find fake fur just as offensive (relatively speaking) as real fur. It perpetuates a demand and opinion that animal fur might be bad but it looks and feels "oh so good". Not convinced? Let me give you another example then: "Look here my good man, what do you think of my 'Jew Skin' lampshade... oh, but don't worry though, this is 'fake' Jew Skin!" Speaking of Arctic Foxes, I spotted one in a magazine last week and I found the animal quite striking. I was going to post about it separately as it happens (and no, I'm not a furry).
Right, lets have the song that sparked all this off. Actually before I do that, listen to an old track by Basement Jaxx, "Take me back to your house". I'll think you find the lyrical theme and its electronic psedo-country musical style quite similar. So much for Allen's tune being quirky and different.
Even though I wouldn't be the biggest fan of it, the Basement Jaxx song totally owns that Lily Allen crap. I know the Allen song was only written to sell records, appealing to women who want to bash there men around the head with it, but this could have all been sorted out if she just told that yoke she was going out with, what a selfish cunt he was, in person! He would either sort himself out or have left his last "wet patch on the bed" <--- btw, so much for "safe-sex!" But the lyrics are just there to sell records so whatever... :-\
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