Dirty Pretty Things...

[Chris]

I can't believe the balls on these fucking indie cunts. Sat there on the main stage on Sunday... with my back to them obviously... while my friends had lunch.

 

I wasn't paying too much attention, but then my ears were pricked by some familiar chords with a slightly soulless flavour.

 

"Sell the kids for food, weather changes moods" emerged from the mouth of the unwashed indie cunt sending this author into a fit of uncontrollable rage. Sadly from my lofty position at the back of the stage, a bottle of piss would never reach.

 

Who the fuck do they think they are, the fucking indie cunts. The absolute cunts. I bet all of their scruffy little dirty fan boys thought it was post ironically wondrous, a splendid cover worthy of a place in the idieshit hall of fame.

 

What followed was the single worst cover ever performed. Every single chord sucked the very life out of one of the finest songs ever written, one previously packed full of feeling neutered by the most soulless genre of generic shite ever. I fucking hate indie kids. The dirty, scruffy, generic, soulless cunts.

 

Fuck off.

 

 

"There's been a lot of indie bands today. That's enough of that shit, we're Bullet for my Valentine and we're here to play British Heavy Metal" - Matt Tuck

[Big Ig]

*shudders*

 

Fuckin Indie...

 

*spits*

[sh#t waffle]

They're an awful band, but it's only a cover version. And Kurt loved English indie bands as well.

[Woo]

I thought the first album wasnt bad, so went to see them live. Even though I got the ticket free (I feel really sorry for those who paid £15 to get in, hahahahahahahahahahaha). They were shockingly bad live, and its the worst gig Ive ever been to.

 

Bang Bang Your Dead is still a class song though.

[Jose Jones]

They're an awful band, but it's only a cover version. And Kurt loved English indie bands as well.

 

Yeah that’s pretty much it.

 

I have a theory that Nirvana are uncoverable, though. I heard Tori Amos doing a version of Smell’s Like Teen Spirit on the radio recently and it was so egregious I had to turn the radio off.

Basically my theory goes that the songs themselves are generally pretty simple, and what makes them is the dirtiness of the guitar but mainly the soul, passion and power of Kurt Cobain’s singing. There was this unique combination of the heaviness, pain, anger, joy, whatever combined with the sound of his voice and the music which just made them work.

So covers of Nirvana songs just sound really really bad, and there’s no way for another singer to put their own slant on them, because that completely misses what made the song work in the first place.

[Chris]

That fat cunt from the Gossip covered Smells Like Teen Spirit at Leeds last year, the horrible cumbucket.

[Woo]

That fat cunt from the Gossip covered Smells Like Teen Spirit at Leeds last year, the horrible cumbucket.

 

Has anyone actually told her not to take her clothes off on stage?

 

Or is this like one of them things when your one the bus and you have a banging headache, and theres some chav bird on there, and her kid is crying and screaming, and rather than calm the kid down, the mum just screams at it back, but you say nothing anyway even though its just fucking wrong.

[NIred1]

Dirty Pretty Things still going? Fuck I thought they were a joke of a band, but people must be lapping it up if they made a second album.

[MAC5]

Are'nt they basically the old Libertines without the smackhead, now they were a good band, come to think of it when the smackhead's got his straight head on the Babyshambles are good band aswell.

[Scott_M]

I was livid at Serj Tankain's cover of ABBA

[Spy Bee]

That fat cunt from the Gossip covered Smells Like Teen Spirit at Leeds last year, the horrible cumbucket.

 

She's a lezzer, so I reckon that's factually incorrect.

 

Anyway...

[dave u]

I can't believe the balls on these fucking indie cunts. Sat there on the main stage on Sunday... with my back to them obviously... while my friends had lunch.

 

I wasn't paying too much attention, but then my ears were pricked by some familiar chords with a slightly soulless flavour.

 

"Sell the kids for food, weather changes moods" emerged from the mouth of the unwashed indie cunt sending this author into a fit of uncontrollable rage. Sadly from my lofty position at the back of the stage, a bottle of piss would never reach.

 

Who the fuck do they think they are, the fucking indie cunts. The absolute cunts. I bet all of their scruffy little dirty fan boys thought it was post ironically wondrous, a splendid cover worthy of a place in the idieshit hall of fame.

 

What followed was the single worst cover ever performed. Every single chord sucked the very life out of one of the finest songs ever written, one previously packed full of feeling neutered by the most soulless genre of generic shite ever. I fucking hate indie kids. The dirty, scruffy, generic, soulless cunts.

 

Fuck off.

 

 

"There's been a lot of indie bands today. That's enough of that shit, we're Bullet for my Valentine and we're here to play British Heavy Metal" - Matt Tuck

 

That's it, I'm negging Monty for this outrage.

[WaltonRed]

The sooner Carl Barat gets back with Pete the better.

 

The 1st DPT album was okay but now they are dire, I love the Libs and I love Carlos but I didnt even bother going to see them at Leeds.