Ever since my project went west because life was peaceful there, I have been left with some rather tedious data entry style work. This was not good. I was very bored.
Clearly I needed to hit my ipod and hit it hard, hence the purchase of 101 Power Ballads from Amazon.
Now it would appear that the committee behind 101 Power Ballads didn’t decide on the track listing until after they had already had the meeting in which they agreed that 101 Power Ballads was a winning compilation and had already designed the sleeve. Only later did they sit down and go “Hey, does anyone actually know 101 power ballads?”
Clearly they didn’t because there are some very dubious choices on there; none of which are Wind of Change by the Scorpions. Mind you Wind of Change by the Scorpions make me bawl like a massive girl for reasons too distressing to go into here [unlike Rockstar by Nickleback which only induces dry but racking sobs].
Any way, I was happy to sea some Whitesnake on there, the classic Drifter along with Is This The Love. I am always happy to see Whitesnake. I’d be happy if I came home and found that David Coverdale had broken into my flat and was on my sofa watching telly. I’d even give him a lend of my hair dryer, since we actually have a very similar hair do. But I digress…
What I did not expect to see was Angels by Robbie Williams. What was that doing there? Hmm? Where are the guitar solos in that?
Still, what do I care? I built this city on rock and roll.
Just for fun, I have included a picture of me tearing the ocean apart like an arrow. Not like a massive fool. No.
Clearly I needed to hit my ipod and hit it hard, hence the purchase of 101 Power Ballads from Amazon.
Now it would appear that the committee behind 101 Power Ballads didn’t decide on the track listing until after they had already had the meeting in which they agreed that 101 Power Ballads was a winning compilation and had already designed the sleeve. Only later did they sit down and go “Hey, does anyone actually know 101 power ballads?”
Clearly they didn’t because there are some very dubious choices on there; none of which are Wind of Change by the Scorpions. Mind you Wind of Change by the Scorpions make me bawl like a massive girl for reasons too distressing to go into here [unlike Rockstar by Nickleback which only induces dry but racking sobs].
Any way, I was happy to sea some Whitesnake on there, the classic Drifter along with Is This The Love. I am always happy to see Whitesnake. I’d be happy if I came home and found that David Coverdale had broken into my flat and was on my sofa watching telly. I’d even give him a lend of my hair dryer, since we actually have a very similar hair do. But I digress…
What I did not expect to see was Angels by Robbie Williams. What was that doing there? Hmm? Where are the guitar solos in that?
Still, what do I care? I built this city on rock and roll.
Just for fun, I have included a picture of me tearing the ocean apart like an arrow. Not like a massive fool. No.
