In my long lost youth I actually believed that rock n roll was some kind of idealistic place where people with ideas and vision made an unholy racket and the world got changed- well I was only 15 at the time.

What decades of being at the frontline have taught me is that music is stinking trough full of rotten vegetables full of fat sweaty pigs jostling for the rotten filth with their grubby behinds crushed together in an orgy of filth and stupidity as they cram the swill into their slavering gobs- and that’s the best part.

All you have to do is walk into any dressing room of any gig in the UK and the wall is full of drawings of cocks drawn by male members (ho ho!) of bands in a depressing orgy of stupidity. What is this about? is there some kind of suppressed sexuality going on in the midst of the homophobic jokes and the squeaking felt tip on the wall as it draws another penis? why not drawings of someone’s knee? or someones toe? is it some kind of mating call from the lonesome musician? do people draw cocks on walls in other occupations? why is it only in rock n roll? are we truly the dumbest art form?

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  1. Probably because they haven’t reached puberty yet and/or they’re own cocks will never be as big as the ones they draw. (Bobby Gillespie’s life-story in a nut shell)

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