Oh, fuck you, Big Day Out.

[logansrogue]

You realise that sleep deprivation is a form of torture, right? I mean, I know most people are supposed to be awake at 9am. But it's a Sunday, you fuckers.

And it's not enough, torturing me with anguished hipster Jeff-Buckley-wannabes at 9am. No, it's not enough. It's not enough to follow it with random girl pop, either. No.

Then, you get some random douchebag with a Moog playing the Doctor Who theme. BADLY. Without any of the excitable synchopation that makes you feel like you're riding a horse or skipping along or, hell, whirling through the Time-Space contiuum in a really awesome Police Box. The beauty of that theme song is the beat. 8/6, if my bleary morning-brain recalls. I don't know, I've never worked it out precisely. You, my hamfisted moron, whoever you are, made it sound like a fucking dirge. Screw you, fuckface.

I am going to try to find some comfortable corner of my house that is a bit more quiet than my room, which is at the front of the house, capturing the brunt of this horrible shit. Thankfully the Who theme ended, but now there's just random shit. Cause they're the early bands now, you see. I don't recognise a thing, and even if a band was good? I am too pissed off, tired, sore, and cranky to enjoy it.

ETA: Now they're piping actual Jeff Buckley tracks through the speakers, while some mofo goes "One-teyoooow, one-teyooooow" over the top of it. I am so shitty right now.

Comments

[moonvoice.livejournal.com]

Then, you get some random douchebag with a Moog playing the Doctor Who theme.

Lol, that sounds like the definition of Muse's last album.

[wiccarowan.livejournal.com]

Urgh, you have my sympathy.

I used to live in St Andrews town centre and, many Sunday mornings, there was something happening in the square. Memorable ones were a Salvation Army band (or similar) and the SHOUTY RELIGIOUS MAN who started ranting at about 8am. When I'd got back from work at 4. Git.

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Thankfully, I am not subjects to Shouty Religious Men. I live across from the Perth Royal Show, right across from where all the exhibitions and gigs take place. About six times during the summery months, we get big outdoor festivals like this where we're pelted with music all day. Sometimes it's good music. One day it was Motorhead. Another time it was Garbage. We've had heaps of awesome international acts.

Only one of note today is Peaches. For me, anyway. And I'll probably not be able to hear her cause she's not on a main stage. Phooey!

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

No, not really. But I'm incredibly difficult to please when it comes to music. :-P

[zzzzsleep.livejournal.com]

So do the days of good music outweigh the crappy ones?