So, whilst Irish rockers Ash were playing “Kung Fu” at the Reading Festival yesterday, singer Har Mar Superstar jumped the stage and proceeded to do a striptease.
Looking at that picture, I can think of less sexy things. But aside from having my scrotum massaged with sandpaper, nothing makes me shudder with revulsion quite so much. Well, maybe actually having to listen to a Har Mar Superstar album. With a bunch of hipsters. Hipsters who think it’s clever to be ironic.
Goddamn… I’m never going to be able to listen to 1977 ever again without feeling a need to scrub my eyes with Comet and steel wool. Fuck. I really love that record, too.