I picked up a copy of the music review/gig guide newsletter ‘Moonshine’ in Nottingham yesterday. It’s published by a guy who’s a classic rock DJ/radio DJ/publisher/promoter and goes by the name of Mick Moonshine.
At the back of the magazine he runs a column called ‘Sacko’s Shit List’. I am assuming that it’s a list of pet hates that readers have sent in to the magazine. Now I thought I was grumpy, but some of the comments had me reeling and made me determined to up my game:
The phrase ‘of all time’ when they mean ‘ever’. All time includes the fucking future. So there.
Whoever it was who thought of calling the TV channel ‘Dave’. Cunt.
That bloody bleeding effing shitting Pogues xmas song. Shit, shit,shit,shit shit, shit, shitting, shittety shittish shit. And the only reaon (sic) anyone likes it is
because it’s got a swear word in it and you are supposed to like it because it’s the best xmas song ever which is shitting isn’t so shit.
DVDs that wont let you fast forward through the piracy warning. Either you paid for it so it doesn’t mean you or you pirated it and you don’t care.
Women tennis players grunting. If I want to see two lezzers grunting I have many a video at my disposal, ta.
You can visit Mick’s web site and download the magazine here.