Sunday, 6 June 2010

Run for your life

We've looked at City Boy's awful / brilliant oeuvre before, but never as up close and personal as this. Here they serve as harbingers of the end of the world, six horsemen of the apocalypse in their mirror shades, scarves, beards, tucked in trousers and tidy beards. The section where they take it in turns to sing 'run' had me wishing that my ears would catch fire.

1 comment:

cottageorgan said...

So wrong in so many ways! The Earth catching fire would be a holiday compared to sitting through this again! Great blog. Thanks, A.