Fox FM are one of the many substrata of DJ CEO sent to make my head feel toyed with. Not connected with Murdoch Media except in namesake, like one parasite hoping to be mistaken for another. Presumably also, called Fox so that they can say Fucks on the radio. Their playlist is the sort of trash you'd expect to find were DJ CEO is trying to capture the university market with a staple of lowest common denominator conditioning. Generally, songs were female singers state their intentions to enforce control over men and enslave them within a wannabe fascist system.
And then, theres the male acts. May all the gods of all our pantheons and all out oneheads save us.
Vendettas are not good things to have. I was reminded of this this week as I flew through chat rooms quoting lyrics at people,
That was all I could remember
No one in Camfrog Fantasys responded., could it be they knew nothing about this ? I tried the quieter rooms, were the oft saner looking friends lived. My reputation shat for a spot of revenge. That I was asleep, under some fever ?
Some 'alleged' 'friends' in Canada asked me to sing it before eschewing; no knowledge.
I sang it to Lucy in work. After a minute, her eyes and Ken's eyes took on the same bright glowing anger as mine. They wanted those stinksons to pay as well.
"Take That", she said, "The song is called 'Patience'."
I scowled. "Those assholes - AGAIN ? How come they're still around ?"
"Why ?" what do you need to know that for"
"I want to tear them apart in my blog. I want to destroy them with words, I want them to pay for what they've done."
And right there, the three of us were united. EXACTLY like the kids from that cartoon, Mysterious Cities of Gold.
Justice had come to call, and the boys from Take That were going to pay for cutting in on our lives.
Then Lucy got scared. She got a scared look in her eye. She uttered a few words of defence but blurred them as she ran back to her stepladder. Was it guilt ?
I looked up the lyrics. The extended 'I' is written as such. The lyrics do not convey the minute of each song that mouth wanker conveys each time its played in the heads of a million hearers a day.
The search engine I entered it in came up with the phrase,
"linked me to patience of job"
So I'll type it now and I'll type it proud, "Take That (the band) and their broadcasters, please hunt down and seek my new band. They are called 'Take That (the band and their members and broadcasters) slap like a pigeon and are positioned like vacuum nozzles'
Long names are the big gimmick that all the kids are into.
If they should ever be fortunate enough to read this -