Depeche Mode: Useless

I don't like Depeche Mode and sort of want to fight them, MMA styles.  Individually or together- whatever dude- I have the feeling I could take them.  Useless is therefore both a guilty pleasure and an especially perverse theme song and, just to sprinkle a little more pepper in my own eyes on a wednesday, the version you see here is not even my favourite.  I much prefer the Kruder/Dorfmeister remix (below).  Grudging props to any video shot in a quarry, though, especially one featuring something that looks suspiciously like a two-finger solo on a mint-green Gretch.  Lol.  That's entertainment.  

But fuck guitars.  The bass part is the shit and I highly recommend it for all your contemplative pedestrian/tuning out the sound of other people talking requirements.  When I'm at home I plug a fuzz (that nice silver Boss one) into my bass and play pointlessly embellished not-right versions of it to pass the time, to the delight of no one.

I did say it was a theme song.

I'm currently high as a dragon kite on solvents due to my commitments as a painter on a building site, since no one thinks writers should earn money any other way apparently, and am especially pissy since the only person with a radio A: insists on using it; B: loves classic hits and C: enjoys humming along to them and D: is 100%  tone deaf.  So if it's a light couple of blog weeks, blame toluene, dismissive Western attitudes towards artists and Elton fucking fuckity fuckhead John.

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