2.8.09

Jack Johnson and iPhone

I was seriously thinking about getting me an iPhone. Then I saw the new ad last night where you have to tell it - speak to it mind! - to call Dave Taylor and play Jack Johnson.

Now I know Dave Taylor of old and, let me assure you, I have no intention of telling my phone to phone the shambling drunkard.

Jack Johnston presumably seen as a safe choice musically since everybody likes him. What's not to like? Who wouldn't want to tell their phone to play some old Jack?

Yes, you guessed it. It's me, Musters. I can't abide the unvariegated acoustic garbologist. I'd like to bury him and his guitar up to the neck in sand. Quick sand.

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