As this is the season to be jolly, I find myself resorting to literature for entertainment. On the few occasions I leave my lightly cultural past time to gaup at the nonchalant twaddle on the television, all of which promises so much in the glossy listing magazines, I find myself not only unimpressed with reruns of Christmas specials but the many items advertised during the intermissions.
While ITV is filled with DFS furniture sales, to which I must add anyone who has ever bought a sofa from there which has not been on sale is the most unfortunate person in the world as the likely hood of their stock ever being full price is about as common as a blue moon, but moving on, channel four is filled with artists greatest hits releases.
Even at the tender age of eighteen, I remember the good old days when greatest hit albums were wondrous collections of an artist’s progression and success over decade spanning careers. Imagine my surprise when saw that Girls Allowed, yes that is Girls Allowed were pleased to announce that there lyrical marvels are to be found all on one over priced CD!
Although appealing to a certain type of clientele I am sure that in comparison to the genius potentials of Kurt Cobain, David Bowe and others they are merely pre-pubescent in their actions.
The only conclusion that I can therefore come to is that the manufacturing big guns are taking advantage of the pretty five-some’s publicity in order to finance there next Bentley or Italian retreat … personally I find the whole concept rather repugnant. So as I say this is the season t be jolly or maybe I have prematurely become very middle aged!
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