![]() ![]() I'm not Zane Lowe.) You've got to have cajónes the size of Roald Dahl's Fleshlumpeater to fill Glasgow Arena with no backing band. I'd defend him from accusations of being blander than a pailful of unseasoned cress. ![]() ![]() I used to quite like the bootcut of Sheeran's denimed jib. His comments may even have roused to review it those who would otherwise have ignored the drippy air-filler and stuck to writing about noise-rock bands with saxophones and names like Claw Pile.Īs a caveat, then, every word that follows goes against my better judgement. This gave reviewers whose validity he had questioned plenty of time to over-sharpen their pencils. His thoughts were published a few weeks before the release of his fifth album. "Our Ed" recently informed Rolling Stone (est. Fans who are faithful to his bidding don't bother with them either so they won't mind what comes next. Ed Sheeran doesn't read reviews so it doesn't matter whether the first line calls him a malignant turnip. ![]()
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