Googling only makes Eliza Doolittle depressed. Is she depressed about the state of the world? Conflict, poverty and "natural" disasters, Eliza?
No, it's the nasty people on the internet saying how fucking awful her music is and how she should fuck off back to public school.
Named after a cockney flower girl who provides wank material eye candy for an old man in payment for elocution lessons, Eliza was born into the world of the stage school female "artist" bollocks infecting current pop music. She is the granddaughter of Sylvia Young!
I hear Eliza's latest song every day on the radio at work. It annoys me so much I've gone beyond hate. I'm somewhere much darker.
The other day I blurted my distaste out loud.
"I've never heard this song before," was the reply, even though it had been played every day for five weeks solid.
And then, probably to spite me...
"I love it! It's really lively! It's got a really lively beat! It's so happy!"
What do you think?
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