Dance Music? Fuck, all music is something to dance too. Cutting edge? Bullshit. Where do these pricks get off? In the fucking DJ booth no doubt, at the gigs. Have a whip while they’re spinning a track. That’s the real playing they do. With themselves. Fucking wankers! Actually, I wish it was cutting edge. Sharp edged vinyl. Then when they were all tugging themselves and each other off in the DJ booths, they could slip and slit their fucking throats. Haha, that’d be good eh. Hang The DJ, indeed. That’s the only time I ever agreed with that depressing cunt Morrissey. He can get fucked as well you know, typical whinger-pom. Depressing bastard. Moan, moan, like a bloody girl. Actually that’s reason enough to never go to England. Might run into Morrissey, or a pack of cutting edge DJs. Fuck that for a joke. That’s not funny. Not anymore.