Friday, 29 October 2010



Help a vain old skinflint pay off his divorce bill.

Gimme money that's what I want, that's what I want, 
that's what I want, that's what I wa-a-a-a-a-a-a-ant, 
that's what I want, that's what I want.

Help a wholly unpleasant Orinetal widow amass even more wealth, so that she might churn out more avante garde artworks, rubbish and shit, the mad old witch.

Ono you don't, you horrible screeching old crow.

Help a drunken moron, the luckiest Scouser in history, to moan himself to death, about how no-one appreciates his  drumbeats quite as they should.

I mean, like, all the others get more credit than me, it's just as if I was only the bleedin' drummer, knoworramean?

All that old Beatles stuff is out again, remastered again, repackaged again, full price again.

A nurse gets paid for her shift, doesn't matter if her work saves lives which go on fruitfully  for many decades.
A teacher gets paid for her shift, doesn't matter if she inspires genius.

Paul McCartney wants paying not only when he first sells the record but forever after, beyond the grave.

Fuck him,  time this copyright shit was sorted out.


Dick the Prick said...

Certainly a valid argument but some daft cunt has to buy it. Yoko fucking Ono - strewth! As an Aussie might say, 'that Sheila's a complete dingbat!'

Matheusala said...

Is it the artists or is it the record companies?
I suspect the latter. ......and of course the PRS on their behalf.

mongoose said...

Doesn't musical copyright expire after 50 years, Mr I? That would mean that this is one last dash for cash before all that stuff is free.

call me ishmael said...

I believe that after free holidays at Chez Cliff Rochard and Chez BeeGees, Rockers Tony and Imelda extended it and that these products and others are helping us mark the thirtieth or is it fortieth anniversary of Spiggy Topes's shooting, at the Dakota, a tragedy unequalled in the annals of human suffering. Mrs Ono Lennon has been globetrotting to this effect and in her quaint, horrid way, reminding us that John's creativity only truly blossomed after he met her, the Plastic Ono Band with its shouting and wailing being what the Beatles should have been, had only Yoko been at their helm. Still, All You Need Is Love, eh?

It is my belief that the Beatles dreadful Sgt Pepper destroyed Rock 'n' Roll, ushering in tripe and rubbish packaged in concept albums, but that's another story.

Dick the Prick said...

That's quite an allegation

call me ishmael said...

Which one?

Dick the Prick said...

The Beatles destroying rock 'n' roll. Bit before my time, really, so have no idea if true. Did see Macca on Jools last night and he's a bit of a penis to be sure.

Anonymous said...

You forgot Andrew Jackson’s Big Block of Cheese with nary a macaroni in sight.

Woman on a Raft said...

If there is one thing worse than being asked to pay for Sgt Pepper, it is being made to listen to it for free.

Protect the nation's delicate lug-holes. If this goes feral it will be everywhere, public domain, unlicenced, unstoppable.

Extend his copyright indefinitely.

call me ishmael said...

Hadn't thought of that; fixin' a hole where the rain gets in, stop my mind form wond'rin, where it will go; worse than the fucking Goons Show and that was bad enough.