Reviewing music has to be the hardest, most pointless job since Twinkletoe-Winkletoe Ffiennes walked to the… — Jeremy Clarkson
Reviewing music has to be the hardest, most pointless job since Twinkletoe-Winkletoe Ffiennes walked to the North Pole wearing nothing but a dressing gown and slippers. Or something. Imagine, please, being instructed to write about the latest All Saints album. You'd listen, hate it, and say so. And a week later, all the 14-year-olds who took it to number one would burn your house down.
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