Billie Eilish

Billie Eilish is a cunt…

Just how much lower can popular music sink? It’s bad enough having tuneless knobheads and watered down piss like Ed Sheercunt and Lewis Capaldi, but now this horrible, “look at me” cunt is everywhere. Not only is she unbelievably shite, she looks bloody awful to boot.

Once the music world was full of real and talented women: Olivia Newton John, Kate Bush, Lulu, Shirley Bassey, Grace Slick, Kiki Dee, Linda Rondstadt and so on. Now? it’s self-indulgent, pretentious cunts like St. Vincent (don’t laugh), Lana Del Cunt, Paloma Horse Face, or Billie fucking Eilish.

Do they clone these moaning, miserable, up themselves cows somewhere?

Nominated by Norman

100 thoughts on “Billie Eilish

  1. Send this fucking thing to Wuhan and it lives let it walk home.

  2. My kids think she’s God. I think she’s a cunt.

    Clearly my de-programming has hit a minor stumbling block. However, they both think The 1975 are cunts so it must be having some effect.

    • That’s good at least Westy, “the 1975” – that’s a fucking rock band now is it?? Whining on at shows about your carbon footprint (while jetting around the world for foreign gigs, natch) and how Bwexit is waycist; hardly Rolls-Royces in swimming pools and orgies with mud sharks is it??

      • If fuckflake pussies like the 1975 are seen as a rock band, then we are well and truly fucked…

      • Unfortunately they are Norman I think; your modern snowflake music lover listens to shit like this, and maybe some Coldplay or Ed Sheeran when they are feeling hardcore. Hardly bleeding in the mosh pit at a Slayer gig

  3. Never heard of it, looks like a cunt though, are you sure it’s a girl? Bloody hard to tell these days…

  4. Looks like the smackhead I had to escort out of the hospital whilst doing security there last night. The smackhead was however better looking

  5. Morning Norman. Your the first to bring this manufactured Moron to my attention.
    Your list of talented women included Olivia Newton John. I have to draw the line their dear boy.
    Mind you I would of stuffed Olivia back in her Grease days .

    • Morning Fenton…. Exactly: even though Olivia’s records weren’t great, she was still great to look at… See also Belinda Carlisle in the 80s… Now these cunts like Eilish and Del Cunt look as bad as they sound…

  6. The only way I would like to see this ‘artiste’ would be in an exhibition by that other pretentious talentless cunt Damien Hurst – pickled in formaldehyde.

    The only good thing is that if this is talent, then there’s hope for my shit yet. I have listened to her stuff and have to say it really is not very good, technically musically

  7. Billy Hellish? Not a fuckin clue whi she is, nice to see shes wearing correct PPE in the picture.
    She looks ill, she ok?
    Looks like shes been dug up
    Listen to old MNC Billie, few early nights, lay off drugs, treat yerself get a meat n potato pie down your neck.
    Feel miles better.
    Oh an try smiling youll never get a boyfriend wi a slapped arse face like that.

  8. I’d let her stick her tongue up my arsehole….at least she’d have a fucking valid reason for looking so miserable.

    • I may have been a tad hasty..I’ve just looked hard at that photo and I can see a distinct Adam’s Apple…it’s not one of The Trannies is it?

      • No just googled her, definitely a girl.
        Shes miserable on every picture.
        Think shes got it hard at home,
        Has to tidy her room, no bouncing on the beds, has to eat her greens etc
        Is Hi viz clothing ‘in’ at mo?
        She loves it!
        Knew i was cutting edge in my rigger boots but shes full on lollipop lady.

      • After looking long and hard at maximum magnification, I can confirm that there is not a trace of Adam’s Apple in that picture.

        Must be wishful thinking on your part Dick. 😉

      • Before or after dropping one of your Guinness shits? You are too kind to her if its the latter Dick

      • Fucking hell Dick thats messed up! Dipping in to the japanese scat porn I see?

        A word of warning its addictive to watch but the succubus cum demon will control your mind and you’ll be a doomed coomer like me if you continue down this path

  9. I have listened to a couple of tracks on YouTube to hear for myself.

    Synthetic, morose, overproduced shite. She cannot sing, instead talking the words like Peter Sellers on a Hard Day’s Night.

    If this is talent then I am Benerdick Cuntysnatch.

  10. Personally I’m not too fussed about her (even though I’ve never heard of her). There were probably loads of miserable cunts droning on back in my day (70s, 80 and 90s), not least Morrissey – although at least with him his lyrics were relevant and at times thought provoking).

    Clearly her “music” isn’t meant for old cunts like us, just in the same way Sigue Sigue Sputnik, Sex Pistols and Red Lorry Yellow Lorry never appealed to my oldies back in the day.

    But she definitely needs a tongue up her arsehole, if only to bring a brief cheer to that “oh woe is me” mugshot.

    • I would remove her tongue with a rusty pair of scissors, and put it up her own arsehole.
      Then roll the cunt up in a load of old lino, before depositing her upside-down in a fucking drain.
      If she conserved energy, she might survive for a week……

  11. She has written and will perform the theme song for the next James Bond film. Another reason to think the whole thing will be a crock of shit.

    • I might have known it would be some cunt like Eilish… No doubt selected by the loathsome Phoebe Waller Complete and Utter Fucking Cunt…

      • She’s hardly Shirley Bassey, or even Carly Simon.
        Maybe the Bond song will be called “Nobody Does It Shitter”

  12. When I saw her pasty face I thought it was going to be a Cunting about Zombie Films.

  13. Sorry, you got me here. No fucking idea but I expect she is just as good as the rest of the talent free cunts.

  14. Fuck me she looks like she’s just come out of Middleton job centre.
    No thank you not today.

  15. Aww, its all been done before!
    Self pity sells!
    Morrissey, the 80s shoe gazing scene, goth etc
    That whinging cunt Leonard Cohen,
    Fuckin hate him, cant get out of a room fast enough/ turn off a radio when that boring little cunts on.

    • 🎶 I was walking in New York City and I brushed up against the man in front of me. I felt a cardboard placard on his back. And when we passed a streetlight,
      I could read it, it said:
      “Please don’t pass me by – I am blind, but you can see – I’ve been blinded totally – Please don’t pass me by.”
      I was walking along 7th Avenue, when I came to 14th Street I saw on the corner curious mutilations of the human form; it was a school for handicapped people. And
      there were cripples, and people in wheelchairs and crutches and it was snowing, and I got this sense that the whole city was singing this:
      Oh please don’t pass me by,
      oh please don’t pass me by,
      for I am blind, but you can see,
      yes, I’ve been blinded totally,
      oh please don’t pass me by.
      And you know as I was walking I thought it was them who were singing it, I thought it was they who were singing it, I thought it was the other who was singing it, I thought it was someone else. But as I moved along I knew it was me, and that I was singing it to myself. It went:
      Please don’t pass me by,
      oh please don’t pass me by,
      for I am blind, but you can see,
      well, I’ve been blinded totally,
      oh please don’t pass me by.
      Oh please don’t pass me by.
      Now I know that you’re sitting there deep in your velvet seats and you’re
      thinking “Uh, he’s up there saying something that he thinks about, but I’ll
      never have to sing that song.” But I promise you friends, that you’re going
      to be singing this song: it may not be tonight, it may not be tomorrow, but
      one day you’ll be on your knees and I want you to know the words when the
      time comes. Because you’re going to have to sing it to yourself, or to another,
      or to your brother. You’re going to have to learn to sing this song, it goes:
      Please don’t pass me by,
      ah you don’t have to sing this .. not for you.
      Please don’t pass me by,
      for I am blind, but you can see,
      yes, I’ve been blinded totally,
      oh please don’t pass me by.
      Well I sing this for the Jews and the Gypsies and the smoke that they made.
      And I sing this for the children of England, their faces so grave. And I sing
      this for a saviour with no one to save. Hey, won’t you be naked for me? Hey,
      won’t you be naked for me? It goes:
      Please don’t pass me by,
      oh please don’t pass me by,
      for I am blind, but you can see,
      yes, I’ve been blinded totally,
      oh now, please don’t pass me by.
      Now there’s nothing that I tell you that will help you connect the blood
      tortured night with the day that comes next. But I want it to hurt you, I
      want it to end. Oh, won’t you be naked for me? Oh now:
      Please don’t pass me by,
      oh please don’t pass me by,
      for I am blind, but you can see,
      but I’ve been blinded totally,
      oh, please don’t pass me by.
      Well I sing this song for you Blonde Beasts, I sing this song for you Venuses
      upon your shells on the foam of the sea. And I sing this for the freaks and
      the cripples, and the hunchback, and the burned, and the burning, and the
      maimed, and the broken, and the torn, and all of those that you talk about at
      the coffee tables, at the meetings, and the demonstrations, on the streets,
      in your music, in my songs. I mean the real ones that are burning, I mean the
      real ones that are burning
      I say, please don’t pass me by,
      oh now, please don’t pass me by,
      for I am blind, yeah but you can see,
      ah now, I’ve been blinded totally,
      oh no, please don’t pass me by.
      I know that you still think that its me. I know that you think that there’s
      somebody else. I know that these words aren’t yours. But I tell you friends
      that one day
      You’re going to get down on your knees,
      you’re going to get down on your knees,
      you’re going to get down on your knees,
      you’re going to get down on your knees,
      you’re going to get down on your knees,
      you’re going to get down on your knees,
      you’re going to get down on your knees,
      you’re going to get down on your knees,
      you’re going to get down ..
      Oh, please don’t pass me by,
      oh, please don’t pass me by,
      for I am blind, yeah but you can see,
      yes, I’ve been blinded totally,
      oh, please don’t pass me by.
      Well you know I have my songs and I have my poems. I have my book and I have
      the army, and sometimes I have your applause. I make some money, but you know
      what my friends, I’m still out there on the corner. I’m with the freaks, I’m
      with the hunted, I’m with the maimed, yes I’m with the torn, I’m with the down,
      I’m with the poor. Come on now …
      Ah, please don’t pass me by,
      well I’ve got to go now friends,
      but, please don’t pass me by,
      for I am blind, yeah but you can see,
      oh, I’ve been blinded, I’ve been blinded totally,
      oh now, please don’t pass me by.
      Now I want to take away my dignity, yes take my dignity. My friends, take my
      dignity, take my form, take my style, take my honour, take my courage, take
      my time, take my time, .. time .. ‘Cause you know I’m with you singing this
      song. And I wish you would, I wish you would, I wish you would go home with
      someone else. Wish you’d go home with someone else. I wish you’d go home with
      someone else. Don’t be the person that you came with. Oh, don’t be the person
      that you came with, Oh don’t be the person that you came with. Ah, I’m not
      going to be. I can’t stand him. I can’t stand who I am. That’s why I’ve got to
      get down on my knees. Because I can’t make it by myself. I’m not by myself
      anymore because the man I was before he was a tyrant, he was a slave, he was
      in chains, he was broken and then he sang:
      Oh, please don’t pass me by,
      oh, please don’t pass me by,
      for I am blind, yes I am blind, Oh but you can see,
      yes, I’ve been blinded totally,
      oh, please don’t pass me by.
      Well I hope I see you out there on the corner. Yeah I hope as I go by that I
      hear you whisper with the breeze. Because I’m going to leave you now, I’m
      going to find me someone new. Find someone new.
      And please don’t pass me by. 🎶

      Morning Miserable. 😃

  16. Music and it’s various machinations are second only to fucking sport on my hate list.

    Award this, award that, best pop band who ever lived, best record of all time etc etc etc

    They can all lick my gusset.

  17. Talking of talentless cunts, I see Madogga has cancelled her London gigs…
    Shite ticket sales, or an imminent trip to the dead pool?…
    One can but hope, eh?….

  18. Another talentless cunt of her generation. See me see me. Saw two teenagers in a main Street dancing. One working the boogie box and the other jumping about like she was having a fit with a banger up her arse. Truly puke inducing,attention seeking vacuous cunts. Zero talent. Music is fucked.
    What’s this wee cow miserable about, living in a rich western country where she has endless opportunities?!
    Send her to Somalia for a month then she can moan…if she survives.
    Cunt.

    • Shes just been on news,swept the board at the grammys!
      Best single best album best newcomer, got 5.
      Always said she’d go far!
      Talent will out, I was a fan before i heard of her.. Which was today.

  19. Thing is they are all ugly cunts: Eilish, Paloma Horse Face, that Florence Machine cunt, Lana Del Cunt, that Halsey minger, Todger Gaga and so on…

    At least in the 80s one could have a crafty hilary swank over Belinda Carlisle, Susannah Hoffs, or that Italian bird with the big knockers….

  20. Pretty much all modern music these days is shite,and the best bit is with all the computers now doing the hard work for these talentless cunts that the best they can come up with how sad is that.
    These fuck knuckles think that if you show a bit of skin cunts will buyyour noise and to some extent thats exactly what happens, after that its just bollocks [ look at Lilly the mong] that is just being ear fucked for as long as it take to turn the fucktard off…
    i dispare, the music industry is chock full of cunts and cunts buy the noise and the scarey thing is its probebly going to get worse before it gets better.

  21. I tried listening to some of her….erm…”music”. It was unlistenable fucking garbage.
    She needs a good dry-bumming, a punch in the face, and told to fuck off to her room, the little cunt.

  22. Never heard of her, but she looks like a right miserable, whining little cow with attitude, and that alone validates the nom. She can fuck off.

  23. She looks like Paul Whitehouse in the Fast Show. Doubt if she’ll be jumping in the air and shouting “brilliaaaaaanttt!” any time soon though

  24. Haven’t heard any of billie ellish music yet is it really that bad? I like sad white music if its done right and has a decent beat. Could it really be any worse then ariana grandes auto tuned shit?

  25. Nice nomination, Norman. Indeed, you can’t beat a bit of Shirley Bassey.
    She was a good sport on Morcombe & Wise show. 🙂

    • These lads should get over to perform on Northern Rail. They’d make a killing with the captive audience they’d have.
      No danger of anyone missing their train – “ Oh, it’s OK, our trains not due for another fuckin’ 4 hours.

    • Lovely video. Shame there were people standing there filming it and not enjoying the moment.

      • Evening Spoons. Do you think that was all set up? Those singing were all of a certain age and knew all the words. I’m of the certain age but there’s no way I’d have known those lyrics.
        However, it triggered me off into listening to “The Wall” and “Wish You Were Here” all afternoon. Brilliant.

  26. Never did like the look of that cunt when she starred in that 2002 ballet dancing film set in County Durham.

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