U2 don't represent Irish rock, come on! That's Rory Gallagher, Thin Lizzy and The Undertones. This quartet of camply dressed idiots came on the scene much later, but to many ignorant people who thought that Irish music was just diddly-fucking-diddly, they define Irish Rock.
In some ways I can't blame really them if their first introduction to Irish music had been The Boomtown Rats. Then again, at least Bob Geldoff has had the decency to fuck over Midge Ure twice, by going on stage without him while he was in the bogs, both at Live Aid and last year's Live 8.
Mariah Carey is described as a "Pop Diva", which translates loosely as "an average singer, who has been so relentlessly marketted, mainly due to a record company executive's decision to sign her, that people are starting actually to believe that she is in some way worth the enormous advance they wasted on her in a cocaine addled moment of gross misjudgement".
I won't bore you with the details of the rest of the losing artists, because it's all such a load of utter shit anyway.
However, all of us here at Eclectic House can't fail to mention Madonna's embarassing debacle. The 67-year old former karaoke dresser-upper wore an embarrassingly inappropriate leotard, while miming along to Damien Allbran's rubbish, wanky cartoon load of cock, The Gorillaz. If Alltwat is not prepared to appear on stage with his own derivative, piss-poor load of shit, then that should tell you something. The fact that Madonna is, should tell you even more.