Picture it, there you are on the 29 bus after a long day at work, you're quietly reading the London Lite, but then your quiet end of day reverie is broken by some sort of massive shitcunt who's got on the bus and thinks their ipod play list is so phenomenal that they should share it with the whole of London. Armies of these little pricks roam the streets of the UK, enlightening the masses, shouting the good news from the rooftops if you will. And the good news is that apparently that it's okay to listen to insipid, boring, same old same old R&B. Some dappy talent less cow singing airily and lifelessly in many octaves about her man being no good. WHY DO YOU THINK THIS NEEDS TO BE SHARED WITH THE GOOD HONEST WORKING PEOPLE OF THE 29 BUS? I happen to think my play list is the most edifying, wonderful slice of pop too but I'm not going to treat the other people on my bus to it's pleasures. No, I'm not going to share the Television Personalities with them, selfish I know, but maybe JUST maybe they don't want to hear Dan Treacy warbling on about not having a girlfriend, especially after a long day at their desks. So listening to your ipods out loud on public transport is number one on my ongoing list of musical crimes. The bastards.
Leanne
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