Watching the Foxtel tonight I noticed the below commercial for the Cancer Council, and my thoughts went like this:
1. Ah, an ad for the Cancer Council.
2. That song's cool.
3. Oh I love being loved... SUCK MY WHAT NOW?
Please tell me I'm not the only person who hears a very unsavoury phrase in the lyric of the backing song.
Am I perverted, or does this song actually contain a very racy lyric that has somehow gone unnoticed?
Regular readers of the BC may have noticed a little change to the decor around here. It's a very subtle alteration, I don't blame you if you missed it.
Unfortunately it's not something I could miss myself. Time marches on. So after six years of running this joint as a "20-something chick who watches far too much TV" I've had to upgrade my GIF.
You'll notice I am now an "Aussie chick who watches far too much TV".
I thought about changing "20-something" to "30-something", but "30-something" implies several years beyond 30, and I'm not quite ready to propel myself into the next questionnaire bracket just yet, thank you very much.
What do you think? Any other adjectival suggestions?
Remember Matt Corby? That cute, messy-haired, scarf-wearing, guitar-playing boy who drove schoolgirls wild and should have won Australian Idol in 2007 but didn't because some girl who everyone's forgotten did?
Well brace yourselves, kids. Because here's Matt Corby in 2011:
No, that's not the homeless guy from the train station who thinks he's Jesus, that really IS Matt Corby.
To refresh your memory, this is what he used to look like:
Pardon? Can I see those highly improbable pictures side by side? Why yes, you can:
Does this look to anyone else like one of those government health warning posters about the dangers of methamphetamines? THE GUY IS ONLY 19.
In other news, Matt Corby's new songs are rather good, and he's playing at some music festival in Canada.
