The Older they get/Beached whale syndrome irks angry gibbon

Lately, looking at the artists who were part of my youth it’s hard to see them age. Morrissey at least looks like an older, bizarrely butcher version of himself. Mark E. Smith just looks like, well, like Mark E. Smith. Little man Bono seems to be getting smaller and fuck me, Robert Smith looks like Robert Smith’s creepy gin-soaked mother. I wonder what I’ll look like when I’m fucked? Hopefully more Mozza than Robbie! The last Fall gig I was at could have been the Paul Daniels magic show, complete with trash-hound Debbie McGee sidekick!

Time isn't just unkind, it's evil!

Time isn't just unkind, it's evil!

However, you can’t really get better than this, especially the lyric,

There’s a club, if you’d like to go.You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own, And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry, And you want to die

That’s lyrics that Beyonce wouldn’t be able to come up with even if she inserted Albert Hoffman up her booty, while sucking on Oscar Wilde’s brain-stem!

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