Songs you hate with every fibre of your being.

[Lovebitesandeveryfing]

It's heading towards that time of year, so I'll go for the Pogues and Kirsty MacColl. After the first couple of airings, you can get sick of it very quickly. Same with BandAid, noble cause notwithstanding.

And you live in Ireland?? Hasn't Shane MacGowan been officially canonised in that country? (Always had a bit of a thing for Caitlin O'Riordan, myself. I like the bad girls. Especially when they're bassists).

 

[jimharri]

And you live in Ireland?? Hasn't Shane MacGowan been officially canonised in that country?

Dirty old Town isn't bad, I suppose. But I never rated him. He is immensely popular, though.

 

[BlueMoonRisin’]

I've been a teacher all my life. Still am, actually. Proud of it. We are not Nazis, whatever Roger Waters may have you believe (there may have been one or two in your school, I can't say). As much as the words, though, it's the dirge-like three-note melody that I truly detest.
By the way, I love “The Headmaster Ritual” and walk around the house singing it at the top of my voice when I put in on at full blast. And I owned Meddle and listened to it till the grooves were worn out. And saw them do virtually the whole of Dark Side of the Moon at both the Wembley Empire and the Rainbow. The problem is not there.

Trust me, most of the teachers in my school were horrible bullying cunts, and several were nonces. I got the cane or slipper most weeks till corporal punishment was abolished. One teacher in particular said I was a failure that wouldn't to amount to anything and I'd be lucky to get a job. I wagged most of the last 18 months because my teachers were cruel bullies who were supposed to be there to mentor me, not fuckin' tormentor me! I Ieft in 1980 and soon found a job as an apprentice painter and decorator. And I've never looked back or been back to West Hill High in Stalybridge.

 

[grant1977]

Come on Eileen

 

[Lovebitesandeveryfing]

Oh and by the way, “Yes Sir, I Can Boogie” as sung by the Scottish football team…

 

[Lovebitesandeveryfing]

Trust me, most of the teachers in my school were horrible bullying cunts, and several were nonces. I got the cane or slipper most weeks till corporal punishment was abolished. One teacher in particular said I was a failure that wouldn't to amount to anything and I'd be lucky to get a job. I wagged most of the last 18 months because my teachers were cruel bullies. I Ieft in 1980 and soon found a job as an apprentice painter and decorator. And I've never looked back or been back to West Hill High in Stalybridge.

And here you are spending your days on Bluemoon! You'll never amount to anything, my boy, you'll never amount to anything. (Me neither).

 

[jimharri]

I've been a teacher all my life. Still am, actually. Proud of it. We are not Nazis, whatever Roger Waters may have you believe (there may have been one or two in your school, I can't say). As much as the words, though, it's the dirge-like three-note melody that I truly detest.
By the way, I love “The Headmaster Ritual” and walk around the house singing it at the top of my voice when I put in on at full blast. And I owned Meddle and listened to it till the grooves were worn out. And saw them do virtually the whole of Dark Side of the Moon at both the Wembley Empire and the Rainbow. The problem is not there.

It's a classic, from an outstanding album. I love the opening "riff" (if you can class it as such).

 

[BlueMoonRisin’]

And here you are spending your days on Bluemoon! You'll never amount to anything, my boy, you'll never amount to anything. (Me neither).

Haha. Oh, and the Film Scum reminds me of my school too.

 

[Lovebitesandeveryfing]

Haha. Oh, and the Film Scum reminds me of my school too.

To give you an idea of my education: the film If. Believe me, if you go through a boarding school education, it can just as bad, if not worse. Some of those teachers were not quite right in the head.

 

[BlueMoonRisin’]

To give you an idea of my education: the film If. Believe me, if you go through a boarding school education, it can just as bad, if not worse. Some of those teachers were not quite right in the head.

I was quite brainy at school, and with the right encouragement I reckon I'd have got the relevant qualifications to go to uni, but my education was blighted by belligerent fools, as Morrisey once sang.