Superheroes – The real ones!

Shit, shit, shit…sometimes words evade me, but The Script is one amazing band!  Hence a triplicate of bad words that has all the good intentions of Mother Theresa.

I’m totally obsessed with Danny and the gang, and in a good way I mean.  I’m not going to stalk them or anything.  If I was a girl or if I was younger or if I was slightly less responsible, maybe then I would have been a groupie.

And here is their latest single, and it’s truly, inspirational sh!t.  Sorry.  I used another one.  I’m just stating the obvious reality as I am blown away completely and typing this whilst sitting on another planet.  A place where people still care for one another.  One where the Script writes all the anthems and Danny is president.

I acknowledge that this is an extremely rare situation, meaning, Ah dad… having posted two songs in a row. It’s like that time when the universe expected Grown Ups 2 to be a good movie.  It wasn’t.  Not even close.  It was notoriously bad.  Please don’t watch it.  You’ll just end up hating yourself for doing it and probably be a lesser person.

Back to the band.  I got hold of their latest album, No sound without silence (What a brilliant title!) yesterday, shortly after I got two tickets to see them live, as they’re coming to my little corner of the universe, the scenic S of A.  It is for me and Dude, who is now convinced that his dad is too cool for school. If he only knew…(Which he will, as he reads my blog now!)

I’m happy to report that it will bring balance to my life as I’m having to see One Direction with Princess a month later. Yes, I love my daughter THAT much.

If you’re still wondering who they are, or what I am on about, just watch the frigging clip.  You’re never to old to learn stuff.  Cool stuff.  Like the fact that this video was shot in Alexandria, a township a little north of Sandton, one of the wealthiest parts of South Africa.

And if you’re still not convinced about the credibility of their song writing ability and their vocal genius, then listen to them reminiscing about their parents.  You’re gonna cry…

I won't bite, I promise...

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