Just sick of that fuckface.
Just sick of that fuckface.
As long as you remember that without tahini, garlic, olive oil, salt and some lemon juice all you’re getting is pureed chickpeas.
Maybe we don’t, but she’s got a huge fanbase and they probably do.
“It should start clipping right… Now! Fuck!”, “I think I’m approaching it from slightly wrong angle… Lemme see… Fuck!”, “What? God damn, my controller just died. Fuck! Oh well, lemme get the cable. Hang on a minute…”, “I really don’t want to check the b0igus video right now. I mean I’ve done it before, it’s just… Fuck!” and so on.
I mean, I’d watch it.
Just ignore that crap and put some real shit into your headphones. Like The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us.
Play it loaded.
To generalise is easy. To spot colour in a black and white world is a bit harder but in the end well worth it.
And now the incident’s “debate” is here.
Idiots Avant! (post-punk, noise, experimental pop)
When the steps transform into rungs.