Rock travesty, I tell you!
NS October 14th, 2007
I opened up my Sunday newspaper today (the Observer) and nearly choked on my coffee when I saw this
What the fuck is Paul McCartney doing posing with that drug-addled loser Pete Doherty? This is the man (I use that term loosely) who is up there with Whitney Houston when it comes to love of the crack pipe. Whitney said “crack is whack” but Pete essentially says “crack is back” and wears his addiction proudly, as if it were a fashion statement. It’s obvious by looking at the pictures of him in the press that he spends more time attending court hearings and rehab centres than he does bathing, or thinking, or writing good music. Tortured artist, my ass.
Paul, I’m so disappointed in you. Is your divorce causing some kind of mid-life crisis in which you have to hang out with crack-smoking ass clown pretty boys in order to feel young and ‘hip’ again? I know you just lost £50mil and all, but no amount of money should make you lower yourself to this dirty kid’s standards.
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I saw the article but couldn’t bring myself to read it. How pathetic.
Ugh, I’m so glad someone else agrees. For a minute, after I posted this, I was thinking ‘Maybe that was a bit harsh.’ Nah!
He is gross.
Gross. But what’s really weird to me is, is Doherty some sort of giant, or is Sir Paul a tiny pixie-like creature? The media is always portraying PD as some sort of fragile waif, but he looks like he could devour PM as a midnight snack (and in this pic, he looks like he’s considering it).
Ha! Yes, I thought Sir Paul looked rather pixie-like in the photo too, but then in the article they were saying he was the tallest Beatle. So either the other Beatles were Precious Moments figurines or Pete ‘Smackhead’ Doherty is a giant. Probably both.
He’s looking at him like a midnight snack, alright. Though Doherty’s midnight snack is probably a gram of coke, not a few cookies and a glass of warm milk.
Yeah, I think Pete is really tall. Like 6’2″ I think!
And it does seem like a grasp at hipness on the part of Sir Paul.
The sad part is, when I first looked at the post, I thought it was a old photo, like maybe when Pete was actually making good music with the Libertines because he looks positively chubby… and then was really disappointed to read that this is a recent photo.
Bummer.
just to play the devil’s advocate…. we were all there once, right? maybe not wayyyyy over there, but yo, am, we were there, somewhere, perhaps not close by, but in the vicinity. give mccartney a break, or at least as much of one as we’ve given ourselves. now i feel like i have to block some punches. bring it! – andrea
Andrea, your opinion is like a glass of water being thrown over me first thing in the morning — unwelcome at first, a bit harsh, but necessary.
Yeah, I know I was a bit mean and should be more sympathetic to both the Poser and the Pixie, but I blame my raging PMS. Seriously, if my knives weren’t secured in their wooden block they would probably be sitting in a police station’s evidence room right now, in plastic bags tagged ‘Exhibits A, B, C, D and possibly E’.
Oy vey.
You know what would be a great band name? Poser and the Pixies. Or, to avoid pissing off Pixies fans, Pixie and the Posers. Or the Raging Posers.
As a Beatles fan, the words that tend to spring from my lips with monotonous regularity about Paul are. “What are you doing?”
Heaven knows what he’s up to. I wonder if Rick Rubin could help him out… you know, do a 12 songs on him.
Hey ho.
Cheers
BC