It's all about Racey on the blog at the moment. Most chart bands are so po-faced and joyless nowadays that it's easy to forget that pop music used to be about, well, having fun. Which brings us to Lay Your Love On Me and Some Girls. If these songs - and performances - don't cheer you up on a dreary winter's morning, there's really nothing I can do for you.
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8 comments:
Silly sod!
Who, me?
*dusts off Showaddywaddy's Greatest Hits*
I remember having one of these records, I think it was 'some girls' but as it was clearly before The First Single I Ever Bought I must be mistaken.
I have 'one of these kind of things' lined up for you tomorrow :)
Ha! Excellent!
Ere mate. Got any 'Kenny'?
Nah mate, they've been bumped. Best I can do is the Kenny Dalglish Bang Out Of Order megamix.
Do you think it at all possible that dalglish's employers may have enforced those unreserved and heartfelt 'apologies'? Good job it was a written statement, or few beyond the Clyde woulda understood a word of it.
And poor hard done by Patrice didn't actually endear himself to the non-man utd world with his post-match hystrionics(?) What's Uruguyan for overpaid little twat?
Let's face it, bar colour, it seems absolutely any other form of verbal abuse is perfectly permissable in the game. The jolly japery hilarity that goes with being ginger haired, bald, slightly overweight or in possession of a 'travellers' hair style. Little hope for the inevitably significant percentage of footballing gays coming out any time soon then?
If you'd have told me at the start of the season that Patrice Evra would end up on the moral high ground, I'd never have believed you. So well played Suarez for managing to be even more despicable than the despicable Frenchman. Takes some doing.
Dalglish is having a nightmare, at the end of the day, Des. The lad's all over the place.
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