I’ve said this before, but I’ve not got the fucking faintest idea what happened with you. I remember you as a solid quizmaster and dependable type. I don’t think any other DiSer has had a more radical change of persona in my time here.
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Can’t really disagree that the National are a bit of a Mum band too though, smooth baritone, light and airy songs that draw emotion, barely ever any very overdriven bits. My mum likes them, I bet most of ours would.
I mean ffs most of their songs are about finding parking spaces or whatever.
my mum doesn’t, she says they’ve got no melody in their songs
I doubt it…I mean I’d be impressed if I had any sort of musical reputation on here, to be honest.
Nothing wrong with disliking The National, countless people here do, but if you’re saying they have “no” lyrics or melody then are you offering an opinion or just fishing for reactions?
How’s she taking the banning?
This is the AQOS guy?
He must have gone full Walter White
The correct term on here is “bedwetter”. That way all us “bedwetters” can repurpose the term and make it our own.
Yeah he did AQOS for a couple of seasons before I took over. Was really helpful when I was trying to get things set up. But yeah… Not sure about these days.
Let’s send her a Mighty Mighty Bosstones best-of as part of her rehabilitation order
Ed should relatiate by pronouncing Saoirse’s name as “saucy” all the time
keep noticing more awful lyrics
“She asked me what does it mean, the Gaelic ink on your arm?”
oh yeah you’re so fucking irish aren’t you you fucking prick
I was in river Island and I heard some other track from the album.
I heard this on the radio yesterday. I swear he’s just trolling.
Baby, I’m dancing in the dark
With you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass
Listening to our favourite song
When you said you looked a mess
I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it,
Darling, you look perfect tonight
Well, I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home
I found a love to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own
So bloody urban