Monday, March 20, 2006

Let me be blunt:

A little piece of me died when I switched to Much More Music and James Blunt was performing “Where’s my Mind”. He had basically burnt down my church and pissed on its ashes all while singing a soft pop ballad.
How can a guy who went into the army sound like such a whiny bitch. And the lyrics! How can you write a song called “You’re Beautiful” and it not be either heavily ironic or depressingly sarcastic.

James Blunt had his chance. I figure he had the ultimate opportunity for redemption when he performed on Oprah.
He could have easily pulled a Costello and changed his entire career path, what I mean by this is:

SNL December 17, 1977
“At the start of his second song, Elvis stopped the band, and they ripped into a completely different song from rehearsal that no one at the show had heard or approved. This led to a quick panic in the control room, but he got to sing "Radio, Radio." Elvis apparently didn't submit the song for approval because he knew that the network would never let him broadcast this diatribe against the corporate media giants such as themselves." This led to a decade of him not being allowed to play on SNL.

If Blunt would have started his “You’re Beautiful” song then switched to a spirited cover of “I Wanna be your Dog” by the Stooges. I would have welcomed him into the Pantheon of Rock. But he’s a boob, he’s too accustomed to following orders, ex-Army and Rock are the absolute antithesis. Essentially he's basically Diet Coldplay and Coldplay is basically Bends era Radiohead minus the teeth.


Let me just say I’ll be glad when this monkey’s gone to heaven.