Wednesday, 11 May 2011

Immerse your s o u l in love

Apparently Adele's ex wants royalties on her debut album as he feels he has heavily inspired the creative process of the work.
I mean from her P.O.V I can fully understand the annoyance, stupidity and general idioteque feel this must give off.
But I mean on the other side of the pond, pretty much every note on that record oozes him, even I can hear that. It's like writing a biography on someone without their approval or gratitude, only in this case the two persons hate each other and it has feelings and love involved and what not.
The guy seems to be generally serious in his prying, but Adele was obviously having none of it. It sounds like the guy doesn't quite realise that it comes over as complete piss taking, but in actual fact he genuinely thinks he is entitled to some royalties.
I can't help but agree, I mean it sounds completely ridiculous but if someone wrote an album that was about me from the first breath til the last, I know that I'd want some compenfuckingsation, even if I had been a prick to cause such melodrama.

Meanwhile I am pondering how deep I would have to cut for it to shut down and the dream in which thOm is laying next to me singing street spirit in his dreams. No seriously, this dream keeps appearing, I don't know how to describe it. It's like I'm physically me but I'm in thOm's head whilst he's dreaming.. And let me tell you now, he has some fucked up dreams.
My dreams where I'm best friends with Jonny Greenwood seemed to of slowed down though, which makes me sad because those were potentially the best dreams I have ever had in my whole life, but I guess it makes up for it by lucid dreaming about thOm in the early hours of the morning.

The birds.
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