Pretentious bollocksPossibly the worst event I ever went to was an evening of turntablists in London. The lights went down, the first guy put a cymbal onto a turntable, dropped the needle on it and left it making screeching noises for ten minutes.
When the lights came up, half the audience had snuck out.
What's the most pretentious rubbish you've ever been to see in the name of art?
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chthonic, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 14:19)
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General fuckwitNot typical to the theme. I was once on a late night bus home to my mate's Uni campus years ago (I'm older now, and perhaps no wiser). I'd been trying to chat up a couple of lesbians, obviously to no avail, and got seperated from my mates. So I found myself alone, and somehow locked into an odd conversation with a couple of extremely well dressed sober blokes. Their dads were Harley street doctors. Somehow, it emerged that one of them was intending to begin work on 'his memoirs'. Bearing in mind he was wearing the sort of clothes that cost as much as some flats, and that he was in his mid-twenties, I couldn't help but think this rather pretentious.
"And then, when I was twelve, mummy wouln't let me buy those Versace earmuffs - all my mates had them - I cried and cried." Go home and shag the cat, you bastard.
(, Tue 4 Oct 2005, 0:43, Reply)
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