Your favourite muscial put downs?

[simesf]

I really admire the way you refuse to let your talent stand in the way of your creativity.

simesf

[Har]

The classic: "You couldn't carry a tune if it had a handle on it".

"Ahh yes, I remember how I sounded when I tried to play after my first beer, too..."

"Dude, the 80's just called asking for you, and it wants its spandex pants and bad poser-guitarist moves back..."

"Whoa, your chick singer looks like a guy! Oh, wait a sec..."

And the ever-popular: "Don't give up the day job."

As for classic put-down reviews, one of my all-time favorites was the one-word review I saw for the band GTR's album: "SHT"

[donkey tugger]

I liked me mums one when I was listening to some techno in the early 90s; popped her head round the door and said, "is the record stuck love?"

[geekboy]

Har:

A lot of those had me laughing my head off.

[CypherOne]

I liked the YES album one best (so far)

[Kriminal]

I liked me mums one when I was listening to some techno in the early 90s; popped her head round the door and said, "is the record stuck love?"

My mum always used to say, when i played her a track id just done was ..'didnt you play me that one last week?'

Cow

[Steven West]

The worst I heard was "The Angels killed the wrong dude at Altamont"

[Meffy]

Har, that's just 0.75 words. :-)

[Hovmod]

my dad hated most of my music, except Atom Heart Mother, which he called "that cow symphony"

[bastien]

I was playing the 12" of Chime by Orbital (as I did, very frequently back then) - the one that kind of stops, then starts again. My dad was getting more exasperated by the minute, finally exploding "I thought these f**king records were supposed to get quieter towards the end!"

[vtx]

Sly and the Family Stone as it happened, I was there, this reporter put it exactly how it was , check it out

Not one song finished, refunds offered

Well at least Sly showed up.
He told me last week that he'd make it to Hamilton Place and true to his word Sly and the Family Stone were there, but maybe he should have stayed away.
The concert, if we can call it that, was a disaster, from the very begining to the final merciful end. Not only did Hamiltom Place cancel the show but refunds were offered to everyone.
Justifiably so, Sly didn't finish one song.
What was supposed to be a triumphant comeback turned into a black comedy of errors, caused by Sly's physical incompetence.
If anyone has to shoulder the blame for such a disorganized and sloppy disgraceful public performance it was Sly himself.
Until he appeared, dressed in a silver sequined outfit, all was well. The roof fell in though as soon as Sly came out and began singing into a disfunctional mic.
As others in the group waved at stage hands to correct the problem, Sly decided to walk off, and continued the same pattern the rest of the way. When he returned several minuites later, it was to the strains of Hot fun in the Summertime.
Someone helped him put on his guitar, he was fumbling uncontrollably with it, then he tried tuning it while the band played on. He kept trying before finally quitting and walking off again.
The band by now was understandably perplexed but somehow wethered the hoots of derision from the increasingly surly crowd. They kept playing until Sly finally came back and began an uncoodinated version of Sing a Simple Song.
He seemed Physically incapable of playing along and his vocals were spotty and mostly unintelligible.
He struggled at the organ for a few minutes then left again. The members of Family Stone kept looking for him and he made yet another brief appearance in time to mumble a few bars of Everyday People.
Another exit followed and one of the band members took his place in an attempt to sing, different folks for different strokes, then a stage hand ran out with a piece of paper, the guy looked at it quizzicaly and announced; Come on now, Sly is coming back out, its been 7 years since he's been on stage, so lets hear it for him.
Yes , Sly returned saying, obviously we're having problems out here, a woman from her seat yelled you're the problem.
The man of the hour left one more time and again the band played on until chants of refund, refund began.
And little wonder, anyone in Sly's state of mind should not have been embarrassing himself in a public place...

I still remember it well and laff again just thinkin about it...

[proletkult]

I suppose if Bros made it...

[nuffink]

Sly and the Family Stone as it happened, I was there, this reporter put it exactly how it was , check it out

Not one song finished, refunds offered

Well at least Sly showed up.
He told me last week that he'd make it to Hamilton Place and true to his word Sly and the Family Stone were there, but maybe he should have stayed away.
The concert, if we can call it that, was a disaster, from the very begining to the final merciful end. Not only did Hamiltom Place cancel the show but refunds were offered to everyone.
Justifiably so, Sly didn't finish one song.
What was supposed to be a triumphant comeback turned into a black comedy of errors, caused by Sly's physical incompetence.
If anyone has to shoulder the blame for such a disorganized and sloppy disgraceful public performance it was Sly himself.
Until he appeared, dressed in a silver sequined outfit, all was well. The roof fell in though as soon as Sly came out and began singing into a disfunctional mic.
As others in the group waved at stage hands to correct the problem, Sly decided to walk off, and continued the same pattern the rest of the way. When he returned several minuites later, it was to the strains of Hot fun in the Summertime.
Someone helped him put on his guitar, he was fumbling uncontrollably with it, then he tried tuning it while the band played on. He kept trying before finally quitting and walking off again.
The band by now was understandably perplexed but somehow wethered the hoots of derision from the increasingly surly crowd. They kept playing until Sly finally came back and began an uncoodinated version of Sing a Simple Song.
He seemed Physically incapable of playing along and his vocals were spotty and mostly unintelligible.
He struggled at the organ for a few minutes then left again. The members of Family Stone kept looking for him and he made yet another brief appearance in time to mumble a few bars of Everyday People.
Another exit followed and one of the band members took his place in an attempt to sing, different folks for different strokes, then a stage hand ran out with a piece of paper, the guy looked at it quizzicaly and announced; Come on now, Sly is coming back out, its been 7 years since he's been on stage, so lets hear it for him.
Yes , Sly returned saying, obviously we're having problems out here, a woman from her seat yelled you're the problem.
The man of the hour left one more time and again the band played on until chants of refund, refund began.
And little wonder, anyone in Sly's state of mind should not have been embarrassing himself in a public place...

I still remember it well and laff again just thinkin about it...

huh?

[nuffink]

[proletkult]

my dad hated most of my music, except Atom Heart Mother, which he called "that cow symphony"

Surely he meat Parstoral!!