Monday, May 4, 2009

Lissy Trullie truly sucks

i've seen this chick open for the virgins twice now and each time the most intriguing thing about it has been the fact that her hands are the freakiest things i have ever seen. LOOK at these. they look like alien tentacles or something.


so she's been gaining a lot of positive press lately which really irks me considering the music is pretty terrible. i mean, just because you're an ex-model/lesbo who has recently been featured on sophomore's site and hanging with cory kennedy so much she's blogging about you does not give you an vip access pass to stardom, does it? 

and on top of all this she's a real jerk.  when i saw her last at johnny brenda's, my friend mike was outside smoking after the set and the band was out there so he asked them a question, or was saying congrats, or something and she completely ignored him to the point where he was offended. and mike doesn't get offended easily.  seriously? you were playing johnny brenda's, not MSG and your biggest (only) fans in the place were step-sister brittany, cousin randy and the rest of the 'trullie' gang who were annoyingly singing along to your crappy lyrics abt chicks and taking rapid photos the whole time.

lame.





3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I like the word play you did here by saying Lissy Trullie "truly" sucks. Zing. It's like you write headlines for the NY Post, only yours are un-inspired and reflect your worthless opinion rather then things people care about. Hating on Lissy Trullie is like hating on NYC itself. I take it your not a fan but if I were Lissy and caught you downtown I would take those big hands and smack you back to the NJ suburb you came from for talking this nonsense.

Anonymous said...

cool,what else?

Anonymous said...

i'm not sure if this is really a website worth posting on, but the fact that people associate this trashy artist with new york makes me puke. seriously, i just saw this crap on carson daly, even gave it a second chance online, and its just crappycrapcrap. sorry your cokehead friends told you otherwise. dont trust people in flannel.