I. Am. Speechless.
I've blogged before about my favourite song in the world, an eighties rock ballad that just happens to be number one again, because of that traitor Tony Soprano.
Well, it gets worse... MUCH worse.
I was driving home from the supermarket listening to the radio the other night and I heard the opening chords to said song. Then all of a sudden out of no where these drum beats start.
They've TECHNO-BASTARDIZED it!
I pulled into the driveway and ran into the house leaving the engine on. I grabbed the husband outside and demanded he listen to it. Although not as big a fan as I am, even he was appalled. The neighbours must think I'm mad, but I don't care. I am mad... just a different kind of mad!
What to do? I really am speechless.


Heathens. That's like, well, I don't know what it's like, but I'd rank this DJ with the likes of Mussolini and Hitler.
Is this the offending version?
http://ie.youtube.com/watch?v=HKV-faXO0qY
Posted by: Colm | August 06, 2007 at 11:16 PM
I daren't look Colm - it will only upset me. I'm very fragile about all this. I think I might have to get some psychiatric help... or perhaps an AK-47, either one! ;-)
Posted by: AvoidingLife | August 24, 2007 at 07:48 PM