Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Wake me up before you go-go, and remember to wear sunscreen, m'love
I got a grin from reading this UK tabloid article about singer George Michael's recent drug-related arrest. Not because I wish any bad luck upon the former Wham! heartthrob (although I always did fancy Andrew more), but because of these excerpts (emphasis added):
"George was booked in under his real name Georgios Kyriacos Panayiotou. Like anyone else arrested, he had a mugshot taken and had to supply fingerprint samples and a DNA swab taken from his mouth. That will be stored on the National Police database. The arrest of the star will alarm family, friends and fans."
"George has admitted smoking cannabis heavily in the past to beat depression and to gain inspiration for his music. But the circumstances of his arrest yesterday will fuel fears for his physical and mental health."
I've never read a tabloid piece written in the voice of a prescient, nervous, old maid auntie before. Kinda sweet.