|Originally posted by DeZmA |
Alle trance classics die stuk voor stuk horen verkracht worden door de 12-in-a-row pluck trance2k8 àla underworld - born slippy, fragma - toca me, chicane - saltwater en nu zelfs Delirium - Silence... Mateloze irritatie...
-Belle Perez: wanna-be latino muziek met een stem van een 12 jarig kind is a no-go.
-Mensen die het nodig vinden om met hun 1 nanowattspeaker van hun gsm op max volume rond te lopen op straat
-Gedubde reclames voor kuisproducten
Mooi lijstje irritaties, ik sluit me hier even bij aan, en ik voeg toe:
Alphabeat - Fascination
You pick up this working girl who's hooked on smack, who hussles and scores. "That's all I do" she says, she says "Ten bucks for head, fifteen for half-and-half". She says "Three hits a day at 35 per", you say "That's seven tricks a day at least", but she says "Sometimes I get lucky. Once this guy gives me a bill-and-half just to eat me, only time I ever came".
You figure you can save her. You sell your color tv, that keeps her off the streets a whole day. You hawk your typewriter for one jolt. Then your shotgun, your watch. A week later you say "Listen I'm a little short", but she says "No scratch, no snatch". You say "Look it is better to give", but she says "Beat off creep".
One night they spot you on the street in your skibbies trying to sell your shoes. You tell them who you are, but they nail you. Then she happens by and she says "Christ you look fucked", she says "Hang tough!". But you don't say anything, you just think "what a bum rap for a nice, sensitive guy like me".