If countries were ranked on the quality of music playing in public spaces, Australia would be third world. Shopping centres, supermarkets, fashion boutiques and most disappointing of all, music stores. They’re all drought ravished, impoverished wastelands. Of pop music.
Sanity? Call it insanity, because that’s the only thing inspired by the constant blaring pop remixes. They might play the odd decent tune, but I’ve never heard it. The other chain music stores are just as bad.
Only in the independents do you ever hear anything decent, as the people who run those stores aren’t just there to make money, they’re also passionate about music. Crazy huh?
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Monday after Mardi Gras is busy in the House of Priscilla costume hire store on Sydney’s Oxford Street.
Customers traipse in to drop off their outfits, many still bleary-eyed after 48 hours of partying. Word is, this year’s Mardi Gras was a good one, even if American drag queen RuPaul was a letdown. But there’s one thing every gay man on Oxford St agrees with: Kylie Minogue stole the show.
Kylie appeared at her third Mardi Gras this year, performing a half hour set at 2am at the post-parade party. The crowd loved her. She loved them. And why wouldn’t she? The 43 year old has pretty much built her entire career around pleasing her gay constituency.
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Do we really need to say anything? This is the worst thing we have seen since Celine Dion covered AC/DC’s You Shook Me All Night Long. The horror, the horror.
Can humanity can recover from this? No, of course it can’t. The cockroaches pretty much own the planet from now on. Use it wisely it guys…
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Earlier this week news.com.au took a look at dastardly filmclip deeds. We decided to jump on the bandwagon and asked Robert Burton-Bradley to get us started. Because, after all, it is Friday. Friday. And you’ve gotta get down on Friday.
(Hate Rebecca Black? You’ll love this.)
Long before Ms Black burst on to YouTube with her auto-tuned delusions of pop success people were creating music videos they’d probably wish were forgotten forever.
The most surprising thing about this hapless girl facetiously bleating “Today it is Friday, Friday” is that people think it’s the worst film clip ever made. I beg to differ. Thousands of other shockers are now just a click away.
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