Key To Music Grades

A - You will never be whole without it
B - Highly recommended
C - Flawed, but still pretty good
D - It's your money, not mine
F - Why couldn't this have been burned in Fahrenheit 451?
Showing posts with label Two Minutes Hate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Two Minutes Hate. Show all posts

Monday, April 5, 2010

Two Minutes Hate












For those unaware of what this is, please read here briefly for an explanation.

Eric fucking Clapton is a wanking tired third-rate claptrap of a bluesplayer. If he could suck his own dick, he would slobber over it slowly like a worn blues lick he got caught in-between his teeth. He's overrated and if he had children, his most notable abortion would be SRV and his insistence that you hear the same 'ol blues, but faster! And then when he plays it fast-like and you ooh and you ahhh and you gimme some more moloko, he's plays the same damn thing again, but faster! OMFG. The only thing worse than this bastard's blistering blues is no blues, no soul, check-my-shades-bitch Satriani, who could probably lose a battle of emoticons texting with himself, just because he'd get confused on the origins of a smile or a wink or anything with a fucking soul.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Two Minutes Hate












For those unaware of what this is, please read here briefly for an explanation.

Fucking Bono he's so cool he once gave the Pope his signature Armani sunglasses but not cool enough to reward those who fill his eternally deep coffers with tickets for his large stupid impersonal shows. Hey fuckbag perhaps if you took those rosy rubies off you'd realize your efforts to bring quote awareness end quote to third world countries is as stupid as thinking that if you drop a truckload of cash onto a pile of horseshit that at the end of the day it'll be gone when all you'll really have is horseshit covered with cash and flies you third-rate Geldof crony. Fuck you and offer a real solution, not some altruistic self-congratulatory nightcap you give to temper your megalomaniacal assbag tendencies.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Two Minutes Hate












For those unaware of what this is, please read here briefly for an explanation.

Let the hate begin:

The Cure Duran Duran Culture Club Tears For Fears Eurythmics Reo Speedwagon Michael Bolton The Killers R.E.M (Retarded Emo Band); and for you Chuck, Def Leppard's Hysteria.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Two Minutes Hate












I've noticed that I either review albums I enjoy (to varying degrees), albums I sort of like and albums I doggedly abhor (and own) -- but I've left no room for albums I despise so much that I actually refuse to own them in any capacity. Therefore, every once in a blue I'm going to inject a new installment into Mad Hatter Music culled directly from my Big Brother mental portfolio: the Two Minutes Hate. In two minutes, I'm going to think and type as many dreadful-not-even-worth-a-listen albums or songs that I can possible think of to save you, Dear Reader, from future suffering. After all, I already had to suffer incredible aural tortures. And no, I'm not Christ. I'm just as mad as a hatter and sometimes I prefer my green slippers over my purple ones, okay? So much ado without further of it, here is the Two Minutes Hate.

My Chemical Romance - The Black Parade
Styx - Kilroy Was Here
Linkin Park - Hybrid Theory
Journey - Raised On Radio
That horrible Green Day/U2 collaboration