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I don't know where we're going, but I know where I am (part 6).
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I just heard "When Will I Be Famous?" by Bros on the ol' wireless. Could be argued that Bros were ahead of their time. Misunderstood wise sages cast adrift in the wild musical jungle of cheap synths, power ballads and crappy hair metal that made up a lot of the 1980s musical output.
Up until today, I hadn't heard that song in full since the late 80s. I was quite young then, so I really only knew the chorus. After listening to it I thought "When Will I Be Famous?" could be released today completely unchanged - and aside from the dated Stock, Aiken and Waterman-esque production - and lyrically it applies to the "everybody can be a social media star" mantra just as much to the fame seekers of the late 80s music industry. Not everybody could be famous back then due to industry gatekeepers and all that jazz. But now that anybody can take a shot at stardom it has become a more mainstream aspiration.
The lyrics apply more now than they did back then. "When Will I Be Famous?" is not so much a pop song, but a warning to us all.
Or maybe...just maybe...I let my mind wander away from me doing the hoovering and gave the lyrics a lot more thought than they deserve.
If you haven't already seen their documentary, seek it out. Life changing stuff:
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Mike Oxlong wrote: »They're playing The Marquee in Cork this summer
They were the first concert I went to in 1988 if I remember correctly. It was at the Point and I was 15, got right up the front. Memories, lol. My claim to fame at the time was I was born in the same hospital as them.
I am in the kitchen, procrastinating about starting the dinner.0 -
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Mike Oxlong wrote: »They're playing The Marquee in Cork this summer
Now that I believe. I'd get a gig there myself.
Not that I can sing, but that never stopped Bros.
A bit of juggling might upstage the fookers. Or comedy.
So a penguin is driving along and suddenly loads of steam starts shooting out of his car.
So the penguin drives to the nearest mechanic and the mechanic says "this could take an hour to find whats wrong, go and pass some time and come back to me."
So the penguin wanders around the town and sees an ice cream shop.
You know yourself, penguins love ice cream....
So the penguin buys an ice cream cone.
But the penguin doesn't have fingers, so he gets loads of the ice cream all over his beak.
Nevermind, he eventually waddles back to the mechanic's place.
The mechanic looks at him and says "Ok, looks like you just blew a seal".
The penguin replies "Ah no, that's just a bit of ice cream"
I'm in the kitchen, lappy on the counter, listening to an accoustic version of A-Ha Sun always shines and contemplating whether or not I've truly left it too late to make a Bros style come-back.
Then again, One_Of_Shanks got the bullet and so in many ways I've already done it.
In your face Bros!!!!!!!!!!! Useless gits0 -
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Trigger Happy wrote: »I am thinking of changing career and becoming an agony aunt. I seem to be dishing out lots of relationships advice to friends and I reckon I am deadly at it.
“Dump him/her, move on” wonder will they listen though?
Im in someone else’s house on someone else’s couch. He made me poached eggs, feckin hell bae where did ya cook them? The tumble drier?! They’re more scrambled poached0 -
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Legs up on the desk, kicking back relaxing, hoping everyone in here is behaving themselves :cool:Deleted User wrote: »Couchside with *my love waiting on peetza.
*myself!!
Hmmm hope you're planning sharing that poly with us ........0 -
Kye Fat Yardstick wrote: » wonder will they listen though?
Im in someone else’s house on someone else’s couch. He made me poached eggs, feckin hell bae where did ya cook them? The tumble drier?! They’re more scrambled poached
The poor fella!
Honestly, from yer first sentence there it reminded me of my Dad telling me about his Sister, my aunt. She was house sharing with a few others (feckin yonks ago, as in decades) and she saw the neighbour drive off and he had left the back window open a wee bit.
But she (the aunt) was potless at the time so she actually crept in the window and opened his fridge and got a few bits out and started making a fry-up for herself.
In the middle of it the neighbour's good lady arrived home.
So the Aunt climbed back out the window.
Poor woman came home to bacon frying on the pan and some eggs left out on the counter.
She said she never heard anything of it after.
Anyway, If this chap cant cook eggs, don't let him fertilise them. :pac:0 -
Kye Fat Yardstick wrote: » wonder will they listen though?
Im in someone else’s house on someone else’s couch. He made me poached eggs, feckin hell bae where did ya cook them? The tumble drier?! They’re more scrambled poached
Premature bust, I'll be Trigger Happy here, dump him.
Waiting on my bro, we heading for pints.0 -
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Ilovethe bonesofyou wrote: »Oh we have our very own resident artist on this thread mzungu don't you know?
She has a strong impressionist grounding to her work with subtle abstract undertones. 0
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