Wanted: Lead singer for (semi) professional London based band.
We are a relatively successful indie-rock band with a major label record deal desperately seeking a new frontman/woman as our current incumbent appears to have retreated all the way up his own arse. Not saying he was arrogant, but you know the bit in The Fly where Jeff Goldblum gets in the matter transporter with the fly, and the computer gets confused and splices them together to create a human-fly hybrid? Well imagine Jeff Goldblum was our lead singer. And the fly was his ego, multiplied by several thousand degrees.
We hardly even featured on our last single. It was just him. Tinkling on a piano, like Elton John’s idiot son, while wailing like he’s sat on himself. I mean, that America debacle was one thing, but this, this just takes the biscuit... Shit. Said too much.
Anyway, North London preferred, must have own guitar and no predilection for nudity. Time wasters and those who own skinny white jeans need not apply. Direct all responses to Andy, Carl and Bjorn.
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