Taken from the toilet door during a recent Rufus Wainwright concert

If The Herb Whisperer had read the most recent edition of Popbitch before heading off to see Rufus Wainwright he would have been forewarned of the demands placed by Rufus upon his audience. Therefore he would not have felt it necessary to remove the above sign from the toilet doors of the James Hay Theatre in a mild hissy fit.

Still, the second set was alright.

According to the Hamburger Abendblatt, quoted here on Huffington Post, Phil Collins is planning to release a new album in 2010 consisting of cover versions of 30 Motown songs. Apparently, he wants “the songs to sound exactly like the originals”.

Why.

Fucking.

Bother.

If you can’t be arsed bringing one shred of individuality or exercising one braincell in the creation of music.

Why.

Fucking.

Bother.

At this point I was going to link to Paul Morley tearing Phil a new one in an interview in the NME in the 80′s. Or Mr. Collins’ vow to leave the UK should the Tories lose the general election in 1997. Or his ridiculous grandstanding on Live Aid by playing at both London and Philadelphia.

But I can’t be fucking bothered.