That's the sort of blinkered philistine pig-ignorance i have come to expect from you non-creative garbage.
You sit there on your loathsome, spotty behinds, not carng a tinker's cuss for the struggling artist!
Whining hypocritcal toadies with your bleedin' secret Masonic handshakes and your Tony Jaquelyn golf clubs...
well, you wouldn't let me join, would you!!!!