taking sides: Robbie Williams vs Scott Walker

(Stephen Duffy co-wrote it didn't he?)

I'm now going to have to spend the rest of the day trying to stop my brain from constantly playing an imaginary tape loop of Robbie singing:

The bats have left the belltower
The victims have been bled
Uh-well-uh bay-huh-bee it's orlrite
OOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooh - bite!"

(x-post)

Scott? He's fantastic, but can be heavy-handed.

I'd love to hear Robbie do Montague Terrace In Blue, Duchess, Old Man's Back Again or Big Louise. Actually Get Behind Me is pretty Robbie-esque, I can really hear him doing that one.

he beggins to softly whistle a familiar tune into his empty, reverberating pint of adnams; it's only him and the beer now, just him and the beer. he's loving angels instead

hello howard orange

(needless to say "frederick t" is nothing to do with me, because i would do, and have done, this sort of thing a gazillion times better)

I think you'll find tt was Howard Donald and Jason Orange - and if anyone can explain why my brain has insisted on retaining that piece of information when it's discarded so many other far more interesting and amusing facts, then don't bother to do sop 'cos I expect I'd only forget it again before I.... uh.... whatever.

Now there would be an interesting TS...

http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/38532000/jpg/_38532043_mark_owen_97_150pa.jpg

Not to be cofused with the similarly-named footballer Mark Owen, obviously.

http://www.vi.nl/upload/162287_340_1084979479539-Michael-Owen-11.jpg

pint empty
triple 20
pint empty
triple 20

he warbles

an overland train rumbles by, rattling the glasses and cutlery in the dishwasher.

Yes! the backing track! now to recreate those sounds! he'll rebuild the pub, train and glasses inside the soothing £1700-per-day confines of Matrix Studios in Highbury! With Mark Knopfler on guitar!

Soutine is all but forgotten

Williams methodically removes his make up backstage at knebworth and tucks into a snowy trough of the old bolivian-poverty-causer. Maybe his people will chase down the reclusive star behind those songs he sang tonight and get him to write some stuff for the next album... yes, that's the way forward.

I think I'll go stand on the beach with a gun in my hand.

Christ almighty who the fuck was Frederic T?