Sunday, 20 July 2014

Most blogs are shit.

A crap picture for a crap post.

I belong to a little blogging community. I haven't posted for a while, but I do read the other blogs. I won't single anyone out, but most of them are shit. There's some guy who writes from Toronto. All he talks about is the bloody snow. Snow this, snow that. Then there is another guy from Petone who seems to keep fitting doors and building sheds.
I sometimes wonder why Richard (of RBB) posts so often. Doesn't seem to matter if he has nothing to say.
Thank Angry Jesus that TSB has taken a break. He uses more pictires of women's bums than you see in most crappy art galleries.
Okay, okay, blog updated.
One TSB hasn't used yet.

Thursday, 20 December 2012

Folk music can be boring.

I remember going to a concert, a few years ago, where a folk singer sang a song with about 60 verses. I remember the words 'tu ra la" being used a lot. Naturally I was bored shitless. Because I was trying to entertain myself while he was singing (you could say that I was trying to do what he was supposed to be doing), I noticed that he was using a thing called a capo.
When he started another song (god help me - he did about five songs) he just moved this thing and used the same chords.
I thought, "Lazy bugger, why doesn't he just learn to play the guitar properly?"
My advice - if you're thinking of going to a folk music concert, think again.

Wednesday, 19 December 2012

I'm not really a fan of Christmas.

Certainly not.

Saturday, 15 September 2012

Is this art?

Nope. Just the potential for more shit.

Friday, 27 January 2012

Is this art?

No, it's a feed of fish and chips. This is where artists go wrong; they get confused between practical things and things you can hang on your wall.
This is not art either...
Some idiot thought it was an put if in a gallery.
Wrong move.
You wouldn't put it in your living room so that guests could look at it. Only a moron would do that. It's a pile a sweets and belongs, in boxes, out back in a sweet shop.
Artists need to learn to be more discerning. They're not doing themselves any favours when they get it wrong.

Thursday, 10 November 2011

Wet and cold today.

I might be forced to visit an art gallery.
Actually, I might go to the video store and see if they have Dirty Harry.

Saturday, 29 October 2011