Dentro las piñones y las olas riquenas

[venta]

On the way in to work this morning I experimented with having Radio 1 on in the car. Too much talking, not enough music. Though it did make me laugh at one point.

However, at one point they deigned to play a song, and it was Basement Jaxx's new single Oh My Gosh. This seems to be the continuation of a disturbing trend started by Mike-The-Streets Skinner last year in Fit But You Know It. "I think you are really fit, You're fit but my gosh don't you know it".

Has anyone under the age of about 72 ever said "my gosh" in the last ten years ? Really ? Is it about to take off as the favoured expression of surprise among all the cool kids ? Has it already (I wouldn't know).

It also makes me wonder what, in not listening carefully to lyrics, I might have missed.

And what's next ? My Goodness Me! by Velvet Revolver ? Crumbs by the Chemical Brothers ? It's a slippery slope, I tell you.

Comments

[metame.livejournal.com]

Nice radio edit cut - although I must say that I somehow start to lose my oh-so-fashionable uber-tolerance-for-others'-sensibilities with radio edited songs. i feel cheated somehow.

Always like Evan Dando's "I don't need you to duck my sick or to make me feel good about myself", to get round the same line's offensiveness.

And Jarvis' "I don't care if you ..knew.. him" is a nice switch too - a good biblical term that one.

As for Gosh, Crikey, Crumbs, Coo - I use 'em all. There's an occasional 'Ooh Carrots!' too, but that's a Penfold-ism. And a certain amount of spiffing, top hole, by george, jingo, and suchlike cos of the dashed head-stickingness of the pennings of the old Wodehouse.