He learnt about the NAAFI bar in a similar fashion to me, I see.
Timshel's non-'orrible, considerate response (again): Deep, and a good message.
NAAFI Bar response: It's making a worse sound than that dog I strangled last night (But don't worry, I still got into the Army!) Oh, and now I think about it... There are too many crying yanks. Why do yanks cry so much?
I haven't heard this little ditty yet. I can't wait, the reviews are incredible.
I suspect Louis Walsh is rubbing himself through his shiny trousers,weeping gently and gazing wistfully into the sky.
Have you thought about making a turbo garage version for the young 'uns? Seems to me you've got a huge career in front of you, post some more stuff. Fuck NME, this is were you'll get the truth.
As Rhianna once said 'Please Don't Stop the Music'! You, my son, are fucking special!
Your composition is flat; a plodding, aimless affair. Now I quite like folk music which is often plodding and aimless but there is a sense of heritage or lineage in that style which this song doesn't have so it's just boring.
Your lyrics are not insightful, poetic or artful. I think it's trite and overly sentimental and could have been written by any teenager with a limited vocabulary and a bleeding heart.
I do like your voice however.
The images were painfully sappy bar one or two emotive ones.
All in all, I dont like it very much.
Some pretty harsh and scathing reviews so far. The guy has at least made an effort. An effort similar to a Downs Syndrome kid trying to force an earth worm down his uretha - painful and embarrasing to watch but ultimately funny and entertaining.