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Aug 25, 2009

Cultural notes

News today that Bob Dylan has been approached to provide a voice for in-car satnav systems.

This is disturbing, because I find him the most awful mewly mumbler and can barely understand him in normal speech, let alone when trying to figure out which lane I need to be in to get off the westbound M4 onto the northbound M25.

I can’t imagine many worse voices for the job, actually.

In fact, if you’ve ever listened to the superlative Guy Garvey’s FInest Hour on BBC Radio 6, Sunday nights at 10pm, or online via iPlayer, you may well have heard Sir Bob of Dylan doing a trail for his Theme Time Radio Hour show (which follows GGFH), in which he manages to sound exactly like Eric Cartman from South Park. It’s uncanny.

In other news today, a Tory has compared parts of “broken Britain” to Baltimore in The Wire.

As Stringer Bell might say: dat shit jus’ wrong.

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  1. Sharon says:
    August 26, 2009 at 12:28 pm

    I’ve long wished Tom Waits would do satellite navigation systems. The TomTomWaits would be the acest thing ever. I’d buy it. And I can’t even drive.

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