I’m happy! And I’m stupid! I’m happy because I’m stupid!
Money for Nothing? Fine – nice bit of 80s rock, great intro, Sting doing the harmonies etc…
But this vapid piece of crap is the sound of a happy idiot in a baseball cap, endlessly stuffing an infinite supply of hotdogs into his fat mouth. In fact, I’m listening to it now and finding it difficult to type, such is my intense dislike of it.
How do I hate this song? Let me count the ways:
1. (And this is the worst bit) the relentlessly cheesy organ that dominates the song. Apparently either “Alan Clark” or “Guy Fletcher” are responsible for it – so those are 2 people that will never get a christmas card from me.
2. Mark Knopfler’s stupid mumbled lyrics – “Blah Blah here come Johnny with his blah blah”. I find that they sap me of the very will to live. Maybe its better that I don’t understand them – I was going to look them up on a lyrics website, but decided not too. Some things are better left unsaid.
3. The moronic video, which interposes Mr Headband himself with a load of You’ve been framed / Candid Camera level sporting videos.
According to Wikipedia “The song was nearly excluded from the album when the co-producer Neil Dorfsman voted against its inclusion, but the rest of the band out-voted him.“. Thats what happens when you have a democracy. Tonight, we raise a glass to the sainted memory of Neil Dorfsman, who tried to save the world from this horror of a song.
Worst Moment: Ok – I just looked up the lyrics. “He do the song about the sweet lovin’ woman / He do the song about the knife / He do the walk, do the walk of life / Yeah, he do the walk of life” God, I wish I hadn’t done that.
