


Wrong Crushes - the music edition.
Some people I must today confess to having wrong crushes* on...
1.

Har Mar Superstar
Behind this nubby hand hides a sweaty overweight sex machine in pink briefs and I once pushed my way to the front of a stage in the hope that he would make out with me. Who cares if he looks like Ron Jeremy on an off day, he dances like a motherfucker and sings songs that make the ladies wet.
Please note: he is shorter than me. As is Brian Mannix, interestingly.
2.

Frank Sinatra circa the 'bad' years
Yes, he would probably have me killed by mafia goons as soon as look at me. Also he was rumoured to be quite the aggressive prick. But damn, check out that sweet nose and hooded bad-man eyes. In addition, anyone that inspires Ava Gardner to say “There’s only ten pounds of Frank, but there’s 110 pounds of cock” wins points for me.
3.

The Brothers Finn
Neil: 'Fancy a threeway, Tum?'
Tim: 'Choice!'
This is mostly wrong because Neil Finn circa Split Enz resembles my dad when he was younger. Still, mantlepiece/fire etc.
4.

Snoop Dogg
I look pretty stupid going out with massively tall men as I am on the short side and we end up looking like a pepper grinder and an egg timer dating, and Calvin Broadus (yes that's really his name) would be no exception. Also I'd say he made nearly everyone feel uncomfortable when he was semi-naked in Starsky and Hutch. Still, when he says 'I'm a bad boy' on 'Drop It Like It's Hot' something seismically shifts inside me and my underwear spontaneously combusts. Oh yes.
5.

Tim 'The Whitlams' Freedman
For some reason most Australians have it built into their spiritual make-up to have an enormous kind of aversion to Tim Freedman. Possibly it's that pokies song, who am I to say. All I know is that I'm prepared to overlook any perceived flaws in order to let him 'park' in my 'cock garage'. That's right, I said it.
366 days til the next election.
*and yes, I'm still making with the hots for David Hicks because he resembles Gary Sinise. Except, you know, with a bazooka and stuff. FREE HIM (that I may touch).
p.s. You can be finding the other bad crusholas here and here.
Comments
Chalk me up for Natalie Bassingthwaighte.
No, really. Chalk me up for her.
Please?
Bevis, that is just plain wrong. Both the crush and the weird metaphor.
I am OBSESSED with Tim Finn... and I seriously don't think there is anything wrong with that... and I think the wrongness of having a thing for Tim Freedman is linked to the fact he looks alot like the late Christopher Skase...
i used to havethe hots for tim, then i went dancing with jak and terepai and i now have the hotness for jak.
bevix...that made me laugh out of my nose and i snotted a bit on my desk
now, if THAT doesnt make the guys come flocking to me, i dont know what will
HELL YEAH to all of tha above (except perhaps har mar. i just don't think i could go there).
also please to be adding summer's dad on the OC for me.
I agree with all except both the Tims.At the risk of possibly having something thrown at me by my Finn Bros obsessed Kiwi step-mum, I love Neil, but Tim never did it for me somehow.
Re Tim/Neil Finn.
crush = obvs. Even during gurning/make up phase.
Cannot say I share the Gary Sinise passion. (Stupidly) went to see 'Mission to Mars' in the cinema and spent the whole movie dissecting whether or not Mr Sinise was wearing eyeliner in a "Me? Eyeliner? No my eyes are just naturally ringed in black" way, decided that he was and then roundly derided him as a massive wanker.
I have formed irrational hatreds for others on slimmer bases than this, but I can't think of an example off the top of my head.
Nice puff piece in the Green Guide today, Fits.
"Bevis, that is just plain wrong. Both the crush and the weird metaphor."
Yay! That means I'm doing this whole "wrong crushes" thing correctly, then - right?
If not, where's the sense of security when we share our deepest, darkest secrets without fear of persecution?
(Or is that what the "Confession Booth" post is for?)
And LittleFaerieGirl, I rather like the 'Bevix' name you gave me there. Glad I could make you snort (in the good way).
Attraction is such an interesting combination of genetics, environment and personal experience that it never ceases to astound me some of the specimens who incite rioting in the pants.
I guess everyone is entitled to wrong crushes. And I agree with Bevis, I'd crack a fat for Nat, but only if I could call her Izzy the whole time.
you've paraded the underpant man before haven't you? so this is a little bit of a long-term wrong crush.
the bit about frank's cock was interesting. and i love those crass movie start quotes. i confess to tending to change my mind about a man's attractiveness if i know he's packing something rather large in his pants.
call me superficial.
make that movie STAR
kuh
"For some reason most Australians have it built into their spiritual make-up to have an enormous kind of aversion to Tim Freedman".
Ah, that would be because he's a pretentious wanker. Have you listened to No Aphrodisiac lately ?
I'd crack a fat for Nat.
you, last scientician, are a prince among men.
Well I have real thing for Clare Bowditch but at least that started before her present state.
And Ms Fits
(but alas I think I'm too tall for both)
um, as i have been berated on TWO separate occasions for nursing a crush of wrongness on bucks, i would like to take special issue with:
a] frank sinatra [bad man, right-wing fucko, sexist pig etc]
and
b] tim freedman [once pursued my flatmate relentlessly and obnoxiously for an entire evening at ric's in the valley before finally stunning her with "don't you realise i could go home with any girl here and i chose you?". needless to say the words 'arrogant' and 'cunt' were promptly made use of, along with a throwaway 'i don't even like your music' for good measure]
there is wrong and there is wrong.
TLS, thanks for standing with me (but I was in line first, okay?).
And Ms Fits? "Zoltan the Magnificent" ... teehee. That made me laugh. (Ahh.)
Clare Bowditch mmm-mmm. *slap*
Errr, is no-one going to mention Nancy Pelosi? Just recently I have a real horn for her. Um, not to mention Hillary Clinton, there's something about her maiden name that does it for me. And, I'm sure they both listen to music.
a very wrong musical crush?
Your (ex)husband Ms Fits
Agree with BlubbaBoy, always thought that song was about creepily obsessive maturbation.
Sorry, didn't think a mere typo would kill a whole thread. Stupid, clumsy evil powers ...
I have it wrong for the cobwebbed senator for New South Wales. Dust her off and I reckon she'd be a goer.
And look what you get when you innocently go looking for an objective opinion. Some people.
snap on snoop and sinatra...
so wrong.
Bevix?
Didn't he hang with Asterix and Obelix?
bah! give me vin diesel any time. actually he's not even a wrong crush
Coloured officially disappointed Fitz – the Freidwit? Oh dear...
I went & checked out that Snoopster clip on Youtube to investigate yr recommendation there, Fits.
Was I the only one who wasn't paying attention when it was announced Gangsta rap is one massively ironic post-modern piss-take to fleece white teenage low SES boys & it's all run from Toyko?
Seriously, post NWA, PE, Tim-Dog & Vanilla Ice, WTF was that shi(zzle)t .. word
i think its the other way around with the ava gardner/sinatrra quote - he may have weighed only 110 pounds (50 kg), but 10 pounds of that was cock (4kg). Much more reasonable.
I see your Snoop and raise you Ol' Dirty Bastard.
I cant help it.
*showers*
Just looking back at your wrong crushes, K-fed is free now.. go get him girls! ;) But be careful, his boys can swim..
Can they ever, snoskred. He is one potent man.
p.s. I had considered adding ODB too, but thought better of it. You just keep scrubbing yourself clean, Anon.
Bevix is Da Man!
Tim Friedman is revolting. In 1993 a friend and I drove my 79 Corolla up to Byron Bay and arrived at about 10pm in a monsoonal downpour, promptly locking the keys in the car. There was nothing for it but to spend the night drinking at a bar whose name I forget (Cocomanga?) where the Whitlams were playing to an unappreciative audience of midweek drinkers. By the time the band finished and everyone left I guess they thought we were groupies and started paying for our drinks.
The upshot is we stayed with them in their hotel room and she and I shagged Andy Lewis and Stevie Plunder respectively. Stevie broke into my car for me in the morning, god rest his soul. (And Andy's too. RIP.) I remember Tim as about the most arrogant prick I've ever met.
i must have locked my keys in MY car a hundred times when i was younger. and nothing like that ever happened.
you're my hero fluff. again.
I sat across from Tim freedman at the Happy Chef a month or so ago. He was with gamine, petite girl, and was wearing THE WORST sag-bum trackies (looked a bit king-st-derelict), and had wet hair. I noted he ordered some form of laksa.
The man had a an air of up-himself. EVEN in sag-arse pants. We left singing '..and I wish I could shine you the right words, to write a whole lot better, walk out of this place...'
nah, I lie. Wish I did tho.
Wow, Fluffy. Another peek into the wild and bizarre back-catalogue that is your life.
You're on my list. My list of bloggers I'd someday like to meet ... when I grow the balls.
I played this game with my friends the other night but we called them "hate fucks".
Mine was John Hewson. I can't let it go....
Well since this "Wrong Crushes" ...Tim Friedman is the epitome.
Here's an adjective for Tim Friedman - FUCKTARD. Yeah i think that's a nice fit. Take it from someone in the know.
I
KNOW
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As for the music, how on earth sold more than say... 13 cd's, is now the 8th wonder of the world.
You might as well have said Ivan Milat (except he has released any albums)
LOOK, I KNOW IT'S WRONG. THAT'S WHY HE'S IN THE WRONG CRUSHES POST.
I'm a bit in love with Har's backup dancer.
who isn't?
ahh Fits! admit it..the name Whitlam and you just can't help falling love with ol' Skasey-Friedman. Bet you went weak-kneened when he did the whole whitlam-aria-knighthood thing!
I once rubbed Har Mar's belly in a jager-induced belief that he was a good-luck buddha and touching his tummy would bring me luck in turn.
Ms Fits, not sure you want to actually have that belly rubbed ON YOU, y'know. Kind of hairy....
Allow me my dreams, Herbert.
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