Event junkies

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All the ballbags who rushed to buy dried up Kate Bush tickets in fifteen minutes.
The wankers who go to see the likes of Miranda Hart.

What the fuck! Sad, ‘desperate to be seen at the big event’ cunts.

Kill em all.

Nominated by: Dan

12 thoughts on “Event junkies

  1. Events are a funny old game. Many promoters have lorst their shirts at it over the years hence the dominence of big outfits now like the yanks Live Nation and extortionate ticket prices. Last live gig I went to, a good few years ago (no not Arthur Askey cunts), was to see George Michael clentching his buttocks at Wembley Arena. Usual black covering artists to boost his thin vocals. Have to give the camp cunt his due, he can actually sing in tune or was it Autotune? Have me suspicions. If only that cunt McCartney would always use it,
    Must emphasise had free tickets and a free pass to the VIP area. Brought me own sandwiches.
    Point is the audience was full of jelly cock cunts just to be seen there and photographed. Chris Evans and that old fart in an old fart tweed jacket with leather elbow patches, Melvin Bragg and loads of cunts trying to get into other cunts photos. Sold me VIP pass and got thrown out for trying to blag me way in anyway.
    Perfect end to a crap evening.

  2. I’d have gone to see Kate Bush years a go (especially if she was in that bikini thing, with the sword!). But it’s the way things are now…. When I was younger these “instant sell outs” were when Barbara Streisand played Britain or when Sinatra turned up… Now it seems every fucker is clamouring to get into every gig.

    Look at the Monty Python reunion. Sure, great and funny in their day. But they’re ancient now, and it’s obvious they are doing it for the cash. Yet all these pricks with more money than sense sucked up every ticket (well, the ones that cunts like Viagogo don’t get, that is!) in about thirty fucking seconds…

    Anyway, some shit hot Kate Bush from 1980…

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8R-M4Ov8M3E

      • Elfin faced little temptress though she was, she could not hold a candlestick to Stevie Nicks.

      • Fuck me sideways! Can’t believe that anyone can go that far to seed…

        Mind you…Debbie Harry, Chrissie Hynde, Joanna Lumley. Need I say more?

      • Sorry to have jangled your sensibilities old heart. I have to live with worse than in the chamber down the hall. Generations of Stokes’ have fuelled the family coffers by marrying ugly women. Many’s the time we have done our duty blindfold. At least with the likes of Miss Bush there will always be early videos to toss to. With the memsahib they could’nt give her away. Hence the handsome dowry. With us aristos it is all strictly business.

  3. I’d like to nominate Bansky…

    This so-called ‘Guerilla Artist’. This Wolfie Smith of the art world cracks on he is underground and ‘for the people’. Yet the cunt still gets hundreds of thousands (from cunts like Brad Pitt and pilchard knickers Jolie) for his vandalism. If the twat did his shite on one of my outside walls I would get the fucker to clean it off.
    I also don’t buy all this ‘man of mystery’ shite either… It’d take a while to do that stuff on somebody’s walls, and there is CCTV (not to mention nosey bastards!) almost everywhere now. Another hole in that is these showbiz cunts pay the prick for his ‘art’: Therefore the cops would be able to trace the bank details and nick the cunt for vandalism (like everyone else who gets pinched if they’re caught spraying on walls!). It seems the law doesn’t apply to this favoured child of the twatterattii (and don’t get me fucking started on those cunts, Damian Hirst and Tracy ‘Desperate Dan’ Emin!). It’s like those Daft Punk cunts with those poncey helmets. What a load of pretentious shite. And Banksy is the same…. Cunt!

    • Add to that list, Anthony Gormless, in fact any winner of the Turner prize for annually foisting their particular brand of talentless “conceptual” art shite on the public and then cashing in on the stupidity of local councils who squander thousands on purchasing iconic examples of their work. I long for the day when some enterprsing young Eastern European illegal and his mates decides that the Angel of the North is works a few quid weighing in for scrap and dismembers it. (Mind you the way the Arts council’s mind works, they would probebly give THEM the Turner prize for doing it)

  4. I can’t argue with that… The Angel Of The North is shit. And who the fuck wants to look at Tracy Emin’s gasmask required knickers (and one would have to be mental to see them as art!). In fact most (99.99999%) of the berks that win the the Turner Prize aren’t fit to be mentioned in the same breath as the great JW Turner (now that lad could paint!).

    This morning it appears that ‘Banksy’ has been caught on CCTV: dressed as some kind of workman… He won’t get nicked though (I’d put bets on it!). Going around disguised as ordinary, honest working folk, while he and his toadies spray shit on walls in the middle of the night?! Sounds like a fucking weirdo to me…

    • Why do you think the cunt styles himself “Banksy”? Touch of post-modernist irony donchaknow. Every time he gets one of his stooges to stencil a “creation” on a khazi wall vast sums of dosh appear like magic in his bank account

  5. Agreed, Sir. It’s all done with stencils, and all his flunkies do most of the work…

    That Banksy cunt wants to meet a proper artist. It’s a shame there’s no time travel… Caravaggio would outpaint this clown while pissed out of his skull and with with his eyes shut (and without fucking stencils and spray!). Old Caravaggio would then challenge Bansky to a poker game (and take him to the claeaners!), then challenge him to a duel, and the knock seven shades of shite out of the fraudulent fucker…

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