Fake. Shitty. (2)

So, what's a dreadlocked musical warrior with a social conscience meant to do to flog his dodgy new album? Get the kids to pre-order it, and give 'em a crappy bit of merch in return for an extra $5.00, and then cross your fingers for that all important first week chart placement. Hope they ain't made in some Taiwanese sweatshop.

Fake. Shitty.

Some things just make me sigh.
Like hearing that the fakest of all the shitty fake bands around at the moment are playing at the shittiest & fakest place in Victoria...I thought it was a joke, but no, it's true.
You couldn't make stuff like this up if you tried. Sigh.