Don’t stand so close to me (cos you’re a twat)
As mentioned on the fabulous Non-Working Monkey blog, there is a Facebook page you must join in the name of all that is good. Come and feast your eyes on pictures of Sting looking like a twat
Recently saw the aforementioned on The Culture Show re-discovering his folk roots, or returning to his true musical love, or paying respect to the music of his forefathers or whatever reason he’s giving for pretending to like folk music, by playing an acoustic guitar and singing in a bar with some proper folkies (Kathryn Tickell for one). Things is, when they zoomed in on his moody mug, he appeared to be using in-ear monitors, the fancy-pants headphones you wear on stage to hear yourself over the noise of big amps and drum kits and fifty thousand adoring fans screaming your name. Not something that has any place in an empty bar when playing with other, unamplified musicians.
Unless of course you’re an egotistical rock star completely out of touch with reality.
And a twat.