So, without any further ado, let’s get on with the top 50…
So, without any further ado, let’s get on with the top 50…
I’ve seen a few articles online recently where an artist or band’s entire discography is ranked from worst to best. It is something that can lead to great discussion and argument because the writer is invariably “wrong”.
This blog has been sadly neglected for a long time, so it’s time to blow the dust off it and crack on.
The other day I remembered an utter shit of a man I used to work for. I was a kind of odd job man for him, even though that wasn’t what I was really employed for, but that’s got nothing to do with this story. He would sit in his “office” which was actually his spare bedroom where there was just enough room for him to sit at his computer due to the piles of utter tat and rubbish he had piled up to the ceiling. He would play music very loudly through some quite decent speakers while I painted his stairwell or cleaned his bathroom or grouted some tiles or took the rubbish out to provide entertainment in between bouts of screaming at me for doing everything wrong.