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Amy Winehead and Lily Alien(ating) are on the papers every day, almost. I agree with Pookie that being a foul-mouthed, stroppy cow is an easy recipe for success in the media, and one that is so disturbingly encouraged like it's something new, exciting or dangerous. I like some of Lily Allen's songs, the same I can't say for Amy Twathouse whose voice gets right on my tits, especially when it even becomes the subject of documentaries about pop music made by people who still sit at the piano explaining to other people how ''HeyfuckingJude'' was written.
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