Flipping through Slam the other day and came across this review of the new album by 'Them Crooked Vultures';
'I hate Dave Grohl so much it makes me want to cry. If i was going to single out the most annoying thing about him, I think it would have to be his goatee. I am certain that Kurt shot himself after having to listen to him babble on about something moronic like, "I wonder how they get the cherries into cherry coke?" for three hours. If you can't imagine how good it would feel to run on stage, punch him in the face and frisbee his cymbals into the audience, then you need your pulse checked. I'm thinking that the equal opportunity laws have made it that if you are going to invent something as incredibly amazing as Them Crooked Vultures, you have to put something as horrific as Dave Grohl in your band to equal out the fact your bassist plays in Led Zeppelin and give other bands some sort of fighting chance. You are allowed to buy this album because its so bad arse, but for every purchase, you must set fire to one Foo Fighters album. It's the only responsible thing to do.'
Pretty hilarious i thought.
Oh and this is sick.
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