Quite true:
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/people/profiles/noel-gallagher-love-is-lending-your-best-trainers-8707518.html
Nothing but a sneaker wearing drongo, and nothing but a sneaker wearing goon. If he come to speak to me i'd tell him to piss off!
Sneakers are a complete abomination and anyone who likes them is insane and inane and has no taste. They also come across as losers when wearing them outside of sport. All that rock bloke needs to do is wear a baseball cap to complete the idiotic look. l could rant on and on but he makes me feel ill. l hope it doesn't have kids...the last thing we need is more goons wearin' bleedin' sneakers.
l am sooo sick of folks wearing sneakers. It's a foul look....makes me wanna puke.
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He's just a moron. There's nothing else to be said.
This rock 'n' roll is wasted on the likes of Gallagher, he should be collecting works by Picasso, first editions of black magic by Aleister Crowley and medieval armour whilst snorting coke from the thighs of super models. Instead, he comes home makes a pot of tea and gazes in admiration at his rows of Incontinence pants Kick and LA.
Its obviously a trait of some to be obsessed and to horde. I always find it amusing that we have more issue with what is obsessed upon instead of the behaviour especially when we're all guilty of it on here. It might be a waste of money but whose money is it? Not mine. I think oasis were probably one of the most musically boring bands ive ever heard. How people got so excited by them ill never know
The tabloid press were obsessed with them for about two years back in the mid-90s, then there was the battle of who is the best band, Oasis or Blur? That was reminiscent of the 80s, when that question was asked of Simple Minds and U2.
They had one or two decent tracks on the first album, the rest was so utterly contrived and banal as to be intolerable.
lt's about time that chap grew up and ditched those dreaded sneakers.
l wouldn't mind putting him to work in the yard and working him 20 hours a day while l sit on a chair with a megaphone giving him a long lecture on the ills of sneakers. l would yell and yell through that megaphone and talk down to him for hours on end. l would make boot camp seem like a holiday. All i'd feed the bugger is ground up prickle broth (ground up fermented prickles) and weeds, and i'd work him to the bone and lecture him (yell at him) day and night. This would go on for months.
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