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widdop wrote...
This review is so crap I can barely type.
Engineering is part of the recording process you moron - It's like saying 'He's a good driver and turner of the steering wheel'. One of many foolish comments in this god awful review.
I've seen hundreds of bands over the years of all different genres and I'm sick of the 'i'm going to put this chord here cause no one's done that before' music. To me it is refreshing that there are writers out there who are not ashamed to just play and write what they feel even if someone has used G,C and D in that order before.
Because you are a quite obviously a complete 'tard I'll explain it to you in simple terms. It's kind of like a bacon and egg butty, you know exactly what it's going to taste like and you can't wait to bite into it.
If you want to eat sprouts and custard, that's your choice just don't expect any other human to participate.
You have completely missed the point of this song. It's not trying to be anything, it just is what it is and I love it because of that.
I'm particularly disturbed by your comments about the lyrics. Have you even read them? They are quite simply beautiful - You shouldn't comment on things you don't understand. Now why don't you go crawl back into your poster lined hovel and listen to some 'I hate my mum' music, and I'll go and listen to Lucky Jim and enjoy the warm feeling it gives me 



"... you may hear echoes of Neil Young, Lee Hazlewood, Nick Cave, Van Morrison, Serge Gainsbourg, Arthur Lee, Leonard Cohen, Brian Wilson, Gram Parsons, Bob Dylan, Ewan MacColl, Phil Spector and many others ..." (Skint Records website)

