
You don't mess with Mozza
Just thought I’d flag up this article in today’s Guardian about the one and only Peter Ebdon. It mentions the absence of ‘I am a Clown’ from the internet, though regular readers will be aware some shrewdies in Bulgaria know better, but also comments on ‘that statement’ earlier in the week.
However the best part of what on the whole is a bit of a daft article is where it flags Peter’s follow up to ‘Clown’ in ‘Fall of Paradise’, I’ve never heard of it, I have listened to it and realised that I am pleased I had never heard of it. A truly awful contribution to popular music, dreadful, dreadful, dreadful and here it is. I’m sorry.
On the subject of music (loosely termed in Peter’s case), I strongly recommend that you click over to this thoroughly entertaining gambling blog from a Betfair forumite with a particularly witty line in patter and he gambles on anything by the sound of it, unlike myself.
On it you will be able to hear for yourself the latest weekly instalment of my musical fisticuffs with a Tom Petty devotee.
A slow start by my good self last week for which I was forced to admit a tactical error in my first choice of song, I was rightfully lambasted by my over-zealous opponent. I feel with the song choices this week balance has been restored and it’s onwards and upwards from here on in. After all, it’s a marathon not a sprint.
I mean come on, Tom Petty better than Saint Morrissey of Smithsville? That joke isn’t funny anymore.