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.

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[venta.livejournal.com]

I listened to (excerpts from) a borrowed copy of A Grand Don't Come For Free, and the album version of Fit... does still say "my gosh". The album version of Dry Your Eyes does have two naughty words in it (or rather the same one twice), according to my not-full-attendion listening, but it's not quite a string of profanity.

No idea about what he might say live, of course.

[broadmeadow.livejournal.com]

Second-hand information from me, I'm afraid - I couldn't stand to listen to an entire album of The Streets. But Mrs Broadmeadow has, and she complained that it was unpleasantly foul.

Still, we was brung up in the days when, for example, Blancmange's "Living On The Ceiling" had "up the cuckoo tree" in its radio edit because the album version could cause Shock and Outrage on account of it containing the word "bloody".