Potentially disastrous news for the BBoys....
There are to be no more Breakin Bread nights for the rest of this year, and maybe even ever again at the Jazz Cafe, thanks to a new, wack, policy instituted by the venues higher ups.
Despite being one of the more popular and well respected nights, the Jazz Cafe has decided that, the'yve had enough of being a real music venue and that the future lies in cheezy shit.
No lie. The management have started booking slots to cater for the musically retarded.
Check it.
Are you a talent vacuum?
Do you wish to inflict your horrible taste on the unsuspecting?
Yes?
Well then, try the brand new monthly night Hairbrush Heroes. You douche.
I would like to say I have nothing against Karaoke, but that would be a lie. I can just about tolerate it when it happens to other people, in private, or possibly if it involves Big L, but otherwise, I wish death upon them. Painful humiliating death. A death that might involved forced exposure to red hot metal and, if I feel really sadistic, over 30 continuous seconds of Hollyoaks. Including the theme.
Alternately, for the shame impaired, there's the new weekly I Love the 80s.
To be fair, I do like a lot of terrible shit from that particular decade, but I wouldnt openly admit it, and I feel that actively encouraging people to go out and appreciate the music that made people think Stevie Wonder was "Not Good" or that Haircut 100 (see below) are any way acceptable, could contribute to the corruption of our youth and the downfall of mankind.
Seriously. Haircut 100. The motherfucking HORROR.
I guess this is just the way things go, but god dammit, I don't have to like it.
Now if only there was some way I could vent my anger through some kind of free electronic medium....
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