When I was 21 and a singer in a band I dreamt that in my thirties I would be being besieged by feisty female teenage music fans. Ha.
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6 Comments
The irony is pretty overwhelming.
Anastacia-gate should be a lesson to us all. Carry on slagging off Bush & Blair all you like but mention generic female singers at your peril!
(I think I’ll put that vitriolic essay about Beyonce on the back-burner for now.)
Wouldn’t fancy being chased down an alley by a horde of them after a gig…
Don’t worry, I got similarly incoherent replies from people when I wrote a post entitled Gavin Henson is an overhyped arrogant fart. It makes me know I’m right.
When worlds collide … like Germaine Greer on Big Brother with Kenzie from Blazin’ Squad.
So what do you get from messing with shouty women, Damian?
More shouty women. Just shoutier.
I was a feisty teenage music fan a couple of decades ago, but I am sure I could spell even then. What happened to the quality of teenage girl fandom these days, is what I want to know?
Why I used to walk uphill both ways to a Love and Rockets concert, or, as we used to call it, “jig”…