all kinds of wrong
this song "my egyptian lover". - all i can say is "tsk, tsk, tsk". wow what a waste of time and 'effort' went into this one!
my favourite line by far is "i'll be your dog - woof - come do you when you call me."
and in a slightly related note - is this really the sad sad future of music? where is the soul of the music? where is the story? how can you connect to it in any way? is all music destined to become auto-tuned computerised crap like this? i hope people dont lose the sense of artistry. this crap is shameful. i hope the likes of john lennon cant hear this.
it isnt even singing! its talking! how did this girl get her job? im guessing the criteria for this position was: "can you dress like a sparkly slut and shake your bits? yes? do you mind calling yourself a freak and a dog and actually say 'woof'? no? then you got the job!"
what a noble, respectable career.
