Showing posts with label operator please pop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label operator please pop. Show all posts
Sunday, 12 August 2007
New Gold (coast) dream
Operator Please! Just song about ping pong! Brille (2006?)
The weather’s not as hot as it should be, you’ve too much washing to do, it’s too long to pay day so do yourself a favour and check out this lot out. They come over like some thing from the children’s film foundation (which ones Tiger?). But the song which in the best tradition of pop is written in pure gibberish does contain the most perfect line I’ve heard in a while.
“Bet, you know beef jerky has an aftertaste!”
The seem to be formed from an Australian youth orchestra if that’s the case all I can say is "get upstairs and practice that viola young lady!" Poptastic.
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