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Post by staggerstag on May 7, 2019 7:09:39 GMT
Again, he's useless without someone else's words to work with, even if it means making a meal of utilizing a household instruction booklet as a crutch. That was embarrassing, a haphazard example of his ineptitude to compose a song off his own back, with his own lyrics. Richard E Grant perhaps should have said "Sing us a song now using your own words." Instead of that we get a sycophantic audience delighting in a pantomime where Dwight, resorting to third-rate vaudeville-esque pomp and an all too familiar and generic melody, stumbles through an attempt to perform a "song". Is your album available on iTunes? I'm dying to hear your music. Well, don't die just yet. You like him, I don't. I'll leave it there. I just cannot get into Elton John. Have you seen Bohemian Rhapsody, the movie? I recommend it. I knew very little of Queen's music but it's a real foot-stomper during the musical scenes. "iTunes" sarcasm aside, it's healthy to vent spleen now and again on here.
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