Oooh, erm, Emo? What to do? By rights, Emo is something I’d avoid at all costs on account of being a self-respecting 27-year-old and therefore someone who has grown out of wearing black nail varnish.
Not that I ever did wear black nail varnish because a) cherry Doc Martens and stripy tights were in when I was a youngster, and b) I have very short nails. Well, I didn’t want to give the impression that I’ve had a piano lid slammed on my fingers did I?
Why on earth, you may ask, am I going on about black nail varnish when I’m supposed to be reviewing this single? Well, in a nutshell, I don’t have any strong opinions on this one.
It’s a load of noise, inoffensive, not too bad, but a bit pointless. Like elevator music for nu-Goths. And that’s it.
Quite a short review really. I could talk about the weather a bit if you like? I think we’re heading for some snow over the next few days. It has been rather cold recently.
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