Today rather than giving you my latest observations about what’s happening at the Festival, today I’m treating you to a little song I’ve written.
Set to the tune of Ne-yo’s So Sick (because I’m still sick with flu), here’s my ode to the Festival. – Leon Muston, Arts Editor
I’m so sick of car guards, so tired of mimes
So done with people begging all the time
And I’m so sick of fliers stuck to my window
No I don’t wanna see your bloody show
Better check that calendar I have … what’m I seeing today?
At least two dramas and a cabaret
Three comedies, some dance and an exhibition
No time to relax and go fishing
That’s why I’m so sick of beanies, so tired of scalves
So done with wearing clothes that make you laugh
Yeah I’m so sick of jackets, so tired of vests
… and yet I really love it at the Fest.
Tags: parody, so sick by Ne-yo
