Review:

on 2012-03-30 CharlesMartel Said:

I love this song, but for all the wrong reasons. It reminds me of all the pretentious wankers I encountered at university and brings a smile to my face recalling their absurdity. You know the type - wore clothes which they said were on the edge of becoming fashionable when in fact they were just retro: used to smoke impossibly thin hand-rolled cigarettes and walked around on impossibly thin legs pushed into impossibly tight drainpipe jeans; their favourite music was some obscure banging and wailing smuggled out of Communist-era Czechoslovakia; and their favourite book was Proust's "Guermantes Way" (they would have said Joyce's "Ulyssees" but they found it too difficult to read). Yes, I can almost hear those pseuds saying

"I'm in love with a German film star
I once met in a bar
Playing the part of a real troublemaker in imperfect clothes
Trying not to pose
For the camera and the girls."

I am sure the Passions did not intend for this song to be a parody - or did they? It is really hard to tell. But whatever, it has one of those titles which you cannot really take seriously. Musically it is cold and uninviting, which I guess is the point. But I wonder where the pseuds are now?
Rating: 8/10