Poor Man About Town

This show is made by twelve year olds for twelve year olds. It's shiiit. It's trashy television in the name of accessibility. The format takes place in a night club with a twelve year old audience looking like extras from Zombies, Dawn of the Dead. The show is hosted by a twelve year old with a slight Geordie accent, appealing to the regions here. The high spot of this lousy programme was Brian Ferry plugging his new album - covers of Bob Dylan tunes, yawn - if you heard his version of "Hard Rain" then you have heard the album anyway. If you listen to Bob Dylan, that's much better. Then there was this was completely pointless piece of trash, the BBC sent out a camera crew for this - it was about a football between two islands who are in friendly dispute as which is the real Craggy Island in Father Ted. It was done in the best possible trashy way. Then there was this band from Newcastle, they were coming out with the usual shit that bands blab on about when they do tv programmes, I can't believe they have gone there considering This is Spinal Tap and Bad News blew this cosy little out the water. The band's membership, however, was composed of twelve year olds complete with baseball caps and bum-fluff.

I shall not be tuning into this shiiiit again.

Labels: Television