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Post by IggyWiggy on Jan 10, 2016 21:01:26 GMT
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Post by dot on Jan 10, 2016 21:46:44 GMT
I'm amazed this saga wasn't turned into a musical.
Actually, how the fuck has nobody made a Banksy musical yet? It's such a shit idea, people would love it. careful. it's in the works... and yes that was a joke. |
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Post by Dr. Plip on Jan 11, 2016 0:09:12 GMT
Banksy, high from the paint fumes that he inhaled while spraying, staggers out from under the tarp. He rubs his eyes and can't believe what he's seeing, as a giant face appears on the side of the house. And the house begins to sing...
(Sung to the tune of ABBAs Lay All Your Love On Me)
I was just a boring semi before we met
Now your graffiti has made me into an art ass-et
So expensive, who can name-my-price
The papers will be saying
that new banksy's nice
And 'round the block they'll queue
to come and get a view
They'll have to take their turn
to worship you
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Soon that Robin Bastard will bring a truck
A little smalltalk, a smile
and a deal will be struck
Then there'll come a but
as the council disagrees
Grade II listing is on me
Builders will lay down their gear
it will drag on for a year
Robin Bastard will shrug and say "I tried"
Call off the auction-eer
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Don't worry what you'll set in motion
Spray all your love on me
They'll leave me needing some repairs
Fucking off after royally
wrecking my downstairs
Their greed totally reprehensible
Because of this phone booth
I will be left unsaleable
But this isn't down to you
The public love everything you do
Not for you to be concerned
Now go start layer two
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Don't worry what you'll set in motion
Spray all your love on me |
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Post by sɐǝpı ɟo uoıʇɐɹǝpǝɟ on Jan 11, 2016 0:13:46 GMT
Banksy, high from the paint fumes that he inhaled while spraying, staggers out from under the tarp. He rubs his eyes and can't believe what he's seeing, as a giant face appears on the side of the house. And the house begins to sing...
(Sung to the tune of ABBAs Lay All Your Love On Me)
I was just a boring semi before we met
Now your graffiti's made me an ass-et
So expensive, who can name-my-price
The papers will be saying
that new banksy's nice
And 'round the block they'll queue
to come and get a view
They'll have to take their turn
to worship you
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Soon that Robin Bastard will bring a truck
A little smalltalk, a smile
and a deal will be struck
Then there'll come a but
the council disagrees
Grade II listing is on me
Builders will lay down their gear
it will drag on for a year
Robin Bastard will shrug "I tried"
Call off the auction-eer
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Don't worry what you'll set in motion
Spray all your love on me
They'll leave me needing some repairs
Fuck off after
wrecking my downstairs
Their greed reprehensible
Because of this phone booth
I'll be left unsaleable
But this isn't down to you
The public love everything you do
Not for you to be concerned
Now go start layer two
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Don't worry what you'll set in motion
Spray all your love on me oh.my.lord. this needs to be set to music. Plip you got a voice on ya? I'm serious. time for me to finally put that music recording degree to good use |
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Post by Dr. Plip on Jan 11, 2016 0:21:59 GMT
I've genuinely got the lyric "Spray all your love on me" stuck in my head now. AND IT'S NOT EVEN A REAL SONG.
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Post by Dr. Plip on Jan 11, 2016 0:25:02 GMT
Banksy, high from the paint fumes that he inhaled while spraying, staggers out from under the tarp. He rubs his eyes and can't believe what he's seeing, as a giant face appears on the side of the house. And the house begins to sing...
(Sung to the tune of ABBAs Lay All Your Love On Me)
I was just a boring semi before we met
Now your graffiti's made me an ass-et
So expensive, who can name-my-price
The papers will be saying
that new banksy's nice
And 'round the block they'll queue
to come and get a view
They'll have to take their turn
to worship you
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Soon that Robin Bastard will bring a truck
A little smalltalk, a smile
and a deal will be struck
Then there'll come a but
the council disagrees
Grade II listing is on me
Builders will lay down their gear
it will drag on for a year
Robin Bastard will shrug "I tried"
Call off the auction-eer
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Don't worry what you'll set in motion
Spray all your love on me
They'll leave me needing some repairs
Fuck off after
wrecking my downstairs
Their greed reprehensible
Because of this phone booth
I'll be left unsaleable
But this isn't down to you
The public love everything you do
Not for you to be concerned
Now go start layer two
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Don't worry what you'll set in motion
Spray all your love on me oh.my.lord. this needs to be set to music. Plip you got a voice on ya? I'm serious. time for me to finally put that music recording degree to good use I can't sing unless I have an operation on my throat. Replacing my voice box with Adele's. |
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Post by sturban on Jan 11, 2016 2:24:53 GMT
Banksy, high from the paint fumes that he inhaled while spraying, staggers out from under the tarp. He rubs his eyes and can't believe what he's seeing, as a giant face appears on the side of the house. And the house begins to sing...
(Sung to the tune of ABBAs Lay All Your Love On Me)
I was just a boring semi before we met
Now your graffiti has made me into an art ass-et
So expensive, who can name-my-price
The papers will be saying
that new banksy's nice
And 'round the block they'll queue
to come and get a view
They'll have to take their turn
to worship you
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Soon that Robin Bastard will bring a truck
A little smalltalk, a smile
and a deal will be struck
Then there'll come a but
as the council disagrees
Grade II listing is on me
Builders will lay down their gear
it will drag on for a year
Robin Bastard will shrug and say "I tried"
Call off the auction-eer
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Don't worry what you'll set in motion
Spray all your love on me
They'll leave me needing some repairs
Fucking off after royally
wrecking my downstairs
Their greed totally reprehensible
Because of this phone booth
I will be left unsaleable
But this isn't down to you
The public love everything you do
Not for you to be concerned
Now go start layer two
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Don't worry what you'll set in motion
Spray all your love on me Brilliant, you are a man of many talents Dr plip! Send it over to Lloyd Webber, this could be your lucky break. (My predictive text just came up with 'a man of many treatments', lol) |
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Post by IggyWiggy on Jan 11, 2016 6:32:00 GMT
Banksy, high from the paint fumes that he inhaled while spraying, staggers out from under the tarp. He rubs his eyes and can't believe what he's seeing, as a giant face appears on the side of the house. And the house begins to sing...
(Sung to the tune of ABBAs Lay All Your Love On Me)
I was just a boring semi before we met
Now your graffiti has made me into an art ass-et
So expensive, who can name-my-price
The papers will be saying
that new banksy's nice
And 'round the block they'll queue
to come and get a view
They'll have to take their turn
to worship you
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Soon that Robin Bastard will bring a truck
A little smalltalk, a smile
and a deal will be struck
Then there'll come a but
as the council disagrees
Grade II listing is on me
Builders will lay down their gear
it will drag on for a year
Robin Bastard will shrug and say "I tried"
Call off the auction-eer
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Don't worry what you'll set in motion
Spray all your love on me
They'll leave me needing some repairs
Fucking off after royally
wrecking my downstairs
Their greed totally reprehensible
Because of this phone booth
I will be left unsaleable
But this isn't down to you
The public love everything you do
Not for you to be concerned
Now go start layer two
Don't go wasting your emulsion
Spray all your love on me
Don't worry what you'll set in motion
Spray all your love on me Marvellous! This'll have them on their feet calling for more, tears rolling down their cheeks. Now sit back and let the offers flood in ... |
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Post by dashboll on Jan 11, 2016 7:25:55 GMT
oh.my.lord. this needs to be set to music. Plip you got a voice on ya? I'm serious. time for me to finally put that music recording degree to good use I can't sing unless I have an operation on my throat. Replacing my voice box with Adele's. or Dave from Chas and Dave? |
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Post by IggyWiggy on Jan 11, 2016 13:18:26 GMT
I can't sing unless I have an operation on my throat. Replacing my voice box with Adele's. or Dave from Chas and Dave? Is that the ginger chap? |
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Post by dashboll on Jan 11, 2016 13:53:00 GMT
or Dave from Chas and Dave? Is that the ginger chap?  Nope |
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Post by sɐǝpı ɟo uoıʇɐɹǝpǝɟ on Jan 11, 2016 15:46:01 GMT
Nope poor kid. i can see why he changed his name and learned how to use a spray can |
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Post by manty on Jan 11, 2016 21:13:05 GMT
Ron weasley has been eating all the pies, and has Hagrid shrunk? |
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Post by IggyWiggy on Apr 3, 2016 10:06:07 GMT
An art dealer who initially valued the Cheltenham 'Spybooth ' Banksy at more than a million pounds now says it's effectively worthless. Cheltenham borough council commissioned a report which found it has no commercial value. 'It is my professional opinion that the dilapidated state of the mural and the listed status of the flank wall that the work has been applied to has resulted in the work having no viable commercial value. This assessment is based on more than ten years of experience working with and successfully marketing similarly difficult street works by this artist.' – ROBIN BARTON, SPECIALIST BANKSY ART DEALER The mural appeared on the the house in Fairview Road, Cheltenham, on April 13th 2014. It shows three secret agents eavesdropping on conversations at a phone box and is widely interpreted as being a side swipe at the role of GCHQ operations in Cheltenham. The GCHQ 'doughnut' building is less than two miles from the house which is owned by David Possee. It is believed Banksy chose the house because of the position of the wall and the now famous phone box in the street alongside it. Mr. Posse was offered £650,000 by an American collector for the painting when it first appeared but the offer was withdrawn when the mural was listed as a result of an application to the Council. Mr Possee had authorised the Council to commission separate valuations for the building and the mural in order to arrive at an acceptable selling price for his property. Giving his reaction to the recent valuation, Mr Possee said he wasn't surprised and that he hoped the work could be restored. He also remained philosophical about losing a potential fortune saying "what you never have, you never miss." A local businessman has offered to buy the property and restore the Banksy for the benefit of Cheltenham. www.itv.com/news/central/story/2016-03-26/banksy-spybooth-mural-worthless/ |
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Post by dot on Apr 3, 2016 12:54:50 GMT
an interesting story - for reasons detached from the art itself.
the location - the seller - the ... everyone else including donnie barton.
it's the stuff of a short story.
'the artwork' a story of art / money / graf-devourists / destruction - a love story somewhere (dealer / journo) - trouble .. violence somewhere..
not sure where the cgi could fit in though - feck that - moving on ... the ending ? the house has to fall down... get rachael whiteread involved.
who cares anyway ? frankly mr shankly ?
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