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mark occomore
Joined: 07 Dec 2006 Posts: 9955 Location: UK
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 1:38 pm Post subject: AMP FIDDLER feat. CORINNE BAILEY RAE |
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Fantastic song - If I Don't, from them. It's such a relaxing song. |
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Ian Robinson Site Admin
Joined: 11 Dec 2006 Posts: 3608 Location: Chorley, Lancashire
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 3:59 pm Post subject: |
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It is awful. One of the worst songs I've heard for ages - it's like a jam session they accidentally released as a single. It doesn't relax me, because it's so bloody smug and irritating! |
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RockitRon
Joined: 07 Dec 2006 Posts: 7646
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 3:42 pm Post subject: |
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It's not even good enough to be awful. Now, if they dropped the vocals and got the clarinet player to do something tuneful... _________________ Ron |
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Cherskiy
Joined: 08 Dec 2006 Posts: 3701 Location: near Amble, Northumberland
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:40 pm Post subject: |
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SK played it this morning and TW did the same within an hour or so. Heard it first on the Hexham Bypass and then shortly after joining the M6! _________________ Author: “To the Ends of the Earth: A Snapshot of Aviation in North-Eastern Siberia, Summer 1992”
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firewirefred Guest
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:49 pm Post subject: |
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It really is abysmal. And that is an understatement. Why bother to post this Mark? |
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Behind Geddon's Wall
Joined: 11 Dec 2006 Posts: 1553 Location: Kingston Upon Hull/ The Cloud Factory
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 7:44 am Post subject: |
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Could it be because we are renowned for our tolerance of others opinions, unlike the old R2 boards.
Like ivy, it's beginning to grow on me. _________________ Geddon
You simply mustn't blame yourself -- the days were perfect
And so were exactly what I was born to spoil
For I am the Rider to the World's End
Bound across the cinder causeway
From the furnace to the quarry
Through the fields of oil |
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