Simply Red being hideous shock

[BareBones]

http://www.guardian.co.uk/theobserver/2006/feb/05/magazine.features7

 

[STN]

I don't care how much he likes reggae, he's still a chief.

 

[STN]

I also don't care that he was in the frantic elevators.

 

[matt b]

fuck, where do you start?

from the bankroller of B&F, this is spectacular:

"People are racist about redheads in a way they'd never dare to be about black or Asian people."

'ginger slavery days' anyone?

 

[vimothy]

Mick H = local Denton boy made good

An old school-mates' Mum used to go out with him

I am one of the best singer-songwriters this country has produced. Ever. If people don't like me saying that, tough shit. People should deal with facts.

hahaha

 

[droid]

LOL... has to be a pisstake surely?

 

[swears]

"If they want to tell their story that's their problem. They're the ones who end up looking like cheap whores on the front of a magazine with their tits hanging out."

 

[Client Eastwood]

modest kinda fella

'Tom Jones told me only a few singers have got the pipes and he's right. He has. Sinatra did. I have'

eg that fairground sound. jokes

 

[craner]

'Fairground' is a good song, though.

 

[BareBones]

fuck, where do you start?

from the bankroller of B&F, this is spectacular:

"People are racist about redheads in a way they'd never dare to be about black or Asian people."

'ginger slavery days' anyone?

That's the bit i found most amusing/horrfying too. And this line made me chuckle:

"I never figured out what the school bullies meant when they called me 'Puppet head'"

I've never heard of 'Puppet head' either, and it doesn't appear at all on this quite comprehensive list of redhead taunts: http://tribes.tribe.net/naturalredheads

So it could either be that Mr Hucknall's school had a pretty unique and inexplicable insult (unlikely); that he was always mishearing them actually saying "Pumpkin head" (more likely); or that the bullies really were saying "Puppet head", and the insult actually had nothing to do with his hair at all, and more to do with the fact that he has a monstrously ugly, puppet-like head (most likely).

Unsurprising in the end that an article by Simply Red titled "This much I know" amounts to little more than 500 words.

 

[Slothrop]

Mick Hucknall's Pink Pancakes?

 

[owengriffiths]

fuck, where do you start?

from the bankroller of B&F, this is spectacular:

"People are racist about redheads in a way they'd never dare to be about black or Asian people."

'ginger slavery days' anyone?

The man has had a half century of being called a ginger wanker.
I dont care if you can term that abuse racist or not, he is right in saying it is a different type of abusive behaviour that is widespread. No ones ever been called a brunette bastard. And slagging off ginger people is strange as it is entirely done through humour

 

[nomadthethird]

"I want children. I think it'll happen."

Ha I'm not so certain.

Maybe if he keeps his mouth duct taped shut...

and a bag over his head

 

[nomadthethird]

I read this again, and it's almost like a joke where someone challenged a journalist to read a few textbooks on narcissism and write a fake interview based on a minor celebrity whose narcissism is just completely out of control.

You've got: the early childhood trauma that admittedly did a number on his sense of self-worth. You've go the "false self" (well-connected, knows everybody, friends with important politicians, charmed the pants of everyone he's met) in full effect.

From a good source on narcissism:

The narcissist internalises a "bad" object (typically, his mother) in his childhood. He harbors socially forbidden emotions towards this object: hatred, envy, and other forms of aggression. These feelings reinforce the narcissist's self-image as bad and corrupt. Gradually he develops a dysfunctional sense of self-worth. His self-confidence and self-image become unrealistically low and distorted....

To elicit constant interest, he projects to others a confabulated, fictitious version of himself, known as the False Self. The False Self is everything the narcissist is not: omniscient, omnipotent, charming, intelligent, rich, or well-connected.

You've got the loud and clear broadcasting of the three-figure sexual encounters AND the booyah I just schooled mom on her deathbed story (I was abandoned, I don't need love from women, I don't need love from mom, I need "real" love that's deep).

In an effort to repress these "bad" feelings, the narcissist also suppresses all emotions. His aggression is channelled to fantasies or to socially legitimate outlets (dangerous sports, gambling, reckless driving, compulsive shopping). The narcissist views the world as a hostile, unstable, unrewarding, unjust, and unpredictable place.

He defends himself by loving a completely controllable object (himself), by projecting to the world an omnipotent and omniscient False Self, and by turning others to functions or to objects so that they pose no emotional risk. This reactive pattern is what we call pathological narcissism.

Not only that, but anybody who didn't believe Mick was god's gift was tantamount to a racist (they were just mean to me because I was a redhead, not because I was an unholy dick!) He seems to have no clue that he's no longer a celebrity and no one gives a shit--and even if they did still care, this article is winning him no new fans.

To be famous, by far, is the narcissist's most predominant drive. Being famous encompasses a few important functions: it endows the narcissist with power, provides him with a constant Source of Narcissistic Supply (admiration, adoration, approval, awe), and fulfils important Ego functions.

The image that the narcissist projects is hurled back at him, reflected by those exposed to his celebrity or fame. This way he feels alive, his very existence is affirmed and he acquires a sensation of clear boundaries (where the narcissist ends and the world begins).

There is a set of narcissistic behaviours typical to the pursuit of celebrity. There is almost nothing that the narcissist refrains from doing, almost no borders that he hesitates to cross to achieve renown. To him, there is no such thing as "bad publicity" – what matters is to be in the public eye.

Because the narcissist equally enjoys all types of attention and likes as much to be feared as to be loved, for instance – he doesn't mind if what is published about him is wrong ("as long as they spell my name correctly"). The narcissist's only bad emotional stretches are during periods of lack of attention, publicity, or exposure.

The narcissist then feels empty, hollowed out, negligible, humiliated, wrathful, discriminated against, deprived, neglected, treated unjustly and so on. At first, he tries to obtain attention from ever narrowing groups of reference ("supply scale down"). But the feeling that he is compromising gnaws at his anyhow fragile self-esteem.

Sooner or later, the spring bursts. The narcissist plots, contrives, plans, conspires, thinks, analyses, synthesises and does whatever else is necessary to regain the lost exposure in the public eye. The more he fails to secure the attention of the target group (always the largest) – the more daring, eccentric and outlandish he becomes. Firm decision to become known is transformed into resolute action and then to a panicky pattern of attention seeking behaviours.

I don't want to be this jackoff's narcissitic supply!!! I'd rather go reup my own.

I was just thinking of starting a thread called "narcissism and the internet" about how great a source of narcissitic supply the internet seems to be for many people...then I saw this thread and it seemed to fit here.