Cars and Music
Today has been rather exciting! I got a car stereo from my parents for Christmas, so today I took the car to the garage to have it fitted. I became increasingly irate whilst waiting in Tesco's cafe opposite the garage, firstly because of the presence of several noisy, aggravating little brats, and secondly due to the fact that I was reading Dawn of The Dumb and absorbing Charlie Brooker's fabulously wrathful attitude. One article begins, "I hate kids. Hate them all without exception. Even yours. Especially yours. Especially if it's a boy and you named it Jake." I moved tables once but I still wanted to beat them to death with their own flailing limbs.
After a couple of hours, I went back to pick up my car. The front of the stereo is removable, which was a vital condition of having it. For those of you who don't know, I leave the car here in Liverpool. Yeah. Anyway, having a proper car stereo is amazing when you're used to having an MP3 player plugged into a wanky little portable speaker on the dashboard. Music gives me so much more confidence. Normally, I only drive routes I know and I'm quite nervous, but I had Timbaland Presents: Shock Value on with the bass turned up, and I drove right up to Preston and back through Tarleton and Ormskirk, just following the signs. That's a big deal to me. I didn't feel nervous at all. The bravado of hip-hop has that effect on me when I'm driving. It's great! I feel self-assured, undaunted and fucking cool, when in reality I'm driving through the countryside in a banged-up, 12-year-old Micra with a pink fluffy steering wheel cover.
I like Shock Value. There are so many artists and songs on it that I know I would absolutely hate if it weren't for Timbaland's production. You can always tell when he's worked on a track, whatever genre it is. I assume that's the point of this album. However, there are still a few thoroughly terrible songs on there. Fallout Boy cannot be improved by anything bar chucking spanners down their whinging neck-holes, and Elton John should step far, far away from the hip-hop. There is also a bonus track called Hello featuring Keri Hilson and Attitude that has a hilariously bad chorus.
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
Yes. What?!
I've been ill for a few days with that Norovirus that seems to be annoying and terrifying the British population in equal proportion. It isn't a particularly sexy ailment and I'm very tired as a result of it, but I've had Big Brother to keep me company. I can't wait until Tuesday when Russell Brand hijacks it! He always cheers me up.
After a couple of hours, I went back to pick up my car. The front of the stereo is removable, which was a vital condition of having it. For those of you who don't know, I leave the car here in Liverpool. Yeah. Anyway, having a proper car stereo is amazing when you're used to having an MP3 player plugged into a wanky little portable speaker on the dashboard. Music gives me so much more confidence. Normally, I only drive routes I know and I'm quite nervous, but I had Timbaland Presents: Shock Value on with the bass turned up, and I drove right up to Preston and back through Tarleton and Ormskirk, just following the signs. That's a big deal to me. I didn't feel nervous at all. The bravado of hip-hop has that effect on me when I'm driving. It's great! I feel self-assured, undaunted and fucking cool, when in reality I'm driving through the countryside in a banged-up, 12-year-old Micra with a pink fluffy steering wheel cover.
I like Shock Value. There are so many artists and songs on it that I know I would absolutely hate if it weren't for Timbaland's production. You can always tell when he's worked on a track, whatever genre it is. I assume that's the point of this album. However, there are still a few thoroughly terrible songs on there. Fallout Boy cannot be improved by anything bar chucking spanners down their whinging neck-holes, and Elton John should step far, far away from the hip-hop. There is also a bonus track called Hello featuring Keri Hilson and Attitude that has a hilariously bad chorus.
We on another level
Who you down with?
I'm down with several
People that you can't clown with, go to town with and get down with
Hello
Yes. What?!
I've been ill for a few days with that Norovirus that seems to be annoying and terrifying the British population in equal proportion. It isn't a particularly sexy ailment and I'm very tired as a result of it, but I've had Big Brother to keep me company. I can't wait until Tuesday when Russell Brand hijacks it! He always cheers me up.