Being a Bad Songwriter = Proof of Insanity. Except in China That Is.

Yesterday I got the news bright and early that China had executed Englishman Akmal Shaikh for smuggling heroin into the country. Well that sounds pretty clear cut doesn't it? The English government promptly sounded protests insisting the man was mentally ill and not to be blamed for his actions. What proof do the English have of Shaikh's insanity?

Exhibit one: "Come Little Rabbit" (click to download), a song Shaikh recording believing it would bring world peace (rather than establish him as the next Daniel Johnston).

Exhibit two: Shaikh was traveling to China in search of a recording contract. Presumably because there are no record companies in England.

OK Gordon Brown, you're right. Crackers!

I'm only sad that there will probably be precious few covers of this song which likely could have happily taken their place on the CD rack next to songs by Ernest Noyes Brookings and Wesley Willis.

Al Jourgensen says "Go Fuck Yourself For Christmas"

Oh I hate Christmas Songs, and now I have a friend in hating them, Ministry's Al Jourgensen. But while my dislike of them has prompted me to remember to wear an IPod during all holiday shopping rather than run the risk of leaving a store singing Patti LaBelle all day, Jourgensen's dislike has somehow resulted in him releasing a Christmas song (which sounds remarkably like "Space Age Love Song" by A Flock of Seagulls).



Sadly this video cements that Jourgensen is no very foxy anymore (gee, what, not as hot as when I saw you on the Twitch tour? What's wrong with you?) but I do admire him creating the one holiday song I predict won't hear blasting in Macy's (but possibly in Target). Whither Patti LaBelle?