Wednesday, 12 August 2009

And whilst I'm on the subject...

Fickle, trend following, skinny jeans and vintage jacket wearing arrogant twats who craft their "unique" hair styles for hours each morning before their 10 hour weeks behind the bar at a new electro/indie venue.

Those few who broadcast when it's their day to sign on and how cocaine is better in Manchester and those many who write music on micro Korgs so they can start a myspace page and play new rave house parties.

Fuck off and learn to spell. It's you're not your, i.e. you're a waste of space.
Here's my one-line-synth-heavy-house-beat-driven-nonsense for you entitled simply

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It’s easy to be pretentious.

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