… blah-blah-blah and exactly what is Sting smoking these days???
Very glad to have finally seen the Police a couple years ago, but that was mainly so I could witness the percussion genius of Stewart Copeland fairly up-close and personal. Sting, though? Let’s just say that while I own the majority of his solo output (and consider The Soul Cages a criminally under-appreciated masterpiece) haven’t really found him interesting since portraying Billy Idol in the Sinatra Group sketch back in 19-buh-buh-buh-boom.
Note to the artist formerly known as Gordon: You’ve been singing this “One world is enough for all of us” hippie-drippie crap for almost 30 years and I nominate you as the person who truly needs to evolve.
“My hope is that we can start talking about real issues and not caring about whether God cares about your hemline or your color. We are here to evolve as one family, and we can’t be separate anymore.”
One trick pony.
Hmmm…a talented man but obviously needs to spend some time learning from the Threedonia faculty.
Hey, Gordo and the rest of you. If you’re feeling that guilty about having a talent and paying the bills (and then some) with it, instead of going off on these “I’m on a mission from God” self-delusions and self-justifications, why not just quit and get real jobs like all the rest of us? Shouldn’t that make you happier? Or maybe it is about the money?
As someone pointed out on another site the other day, actors used to be considered slime only slightly above prostitues. The only actor from prior to the 1920s that anyone remembers is one that took his politics way too seriously: John WIlkes Booth. So, Gordo, is that the example you people are trying to emulate? ’cause you loudmouths had your chances during the 8 years of Chimpy McBushilter’s Reign of Error to join Confederate Johnny.
I wonder how many times he had to pause during that interview to take another hit off his bong.
I stopped listening to him after hearing his interview with Oprah (see, this is why I avoid extra knowledge about my celebrities) back in the 90’s sometime. He was yapping on about how sometimes he felt so isolated from “real life” that it stifled his creativity, so to get back into it, he would go to strip joints. Cause you know, strip joints are all about reality. Why he couldn’t go volunteer somewhere, or as another commenter pointed out, get a real job, I have no idea. Guess it’s not as real as women humping poles for lonely men.
After that, I started noticing how so much of his stuff deals with fairly unhealthy sexual relationships or a screwed up worldview, so it ruined his music for me. I really appreciated the music still, but the lyrics were killing it. He wouldn’t know real life if it bit him on the butt.
His new Christmas CD is good. Funny how it is also the only album of his solo stuff I own. We do have a ton of the Police though.
He stated Obama is “clearly super-smart”. I guess it’s all relative, huh?