A Load of Cock and Shame

Dire Straits enter into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, or just a load of cock and shame. David Knopfler wont go because the promoters wont pay his taxi fare from the airport, no wonder I cannot get them to discuss money with me, he must be on the Dole, or maybe he should join me and demand he gets paid for his contribution playing on the album Making Movies where he to got ripped off. He also says his brother is far to busy to go and receive the accolade of the band he fronted getting admitted into any Rock Bands Havana, THE ROCK and ROLL HALL of FAME. Of course his decision not to go has been well documented by his fans, who have again made every excuse in the book for their Messiah giving the event the bums rush.

And perhaps overlooking the fact he may have at last broke the spell of years of forgetfulness, of who actually wrote the lyrics of the bands greatest hits, and maybe and I say maybe has a guilty conscience for the wrong that broke a family apart because of leaving his brother from knowing the truth about who wrote the lyrics for the D.S. album and who named the band before the innocent guy was conned into believing he was actually one of the founders, no David you were just a player and I’m really hoping you now know who the puppets were, you and brother?

Now here’s another strange scenario, why has David Pick Withers the drummer of D.S. been so easily overlooked, not only was he a great musician whose C.V. has every great Rock artiste bowing to his mastery on the drums. But having his knowledge of the music and friends in the business, the three amateur’s were allowed into a scene where only the greatest are privilege too? So has Pick also knocked back the offer of attending this sham gig, and found something more demanding of his time, like making a cup of tea?

So who does that leave, the Sham himself John Illsley the bass player of D.S. the Judas who for a free meal would sell his soul and the Knopfler’s to, for a doggy bag. This appearance for him to collect the award on behalf of D.S. is a mockery, and Mark should have declined the offer rather than let Illsley take any part in this theater where the greats of the music industry have stood, that makes the whole event just a sham, and with Guy Fletcher and Alan Clarke in attendance it becomes the Three Stooges show without their talent, SHAME Illsley doesn’t know the meaning of the word.

 

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