Issue One, March 2000
Nuff-Nuff Central
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Darren Hayes
It is a pretty obvious choice, really.
If you wanted the crowned-king of Nuff-Nuff I'm sure there would
be no other contender for the throne (future issues of catboy
musings not counted, of course). Savage Garden is a popular
(and I use the term with disdain) band which hails from Brisbane
and has won fandom from international gals such as Kirsten Dunst
- who usually displays great taste in her film roles, but obviously
not in music clips.
Before I continue, I must dismiss the
presence of musical partner Daniel from Nuff-Nuff Central as he
actually seems to be quite a together and down to earth guy -
shunning the egoboosting publicity Darren so eagerly embraces.
I actually watched their tour documentary
Superstars and Cannonballs. Why, you may ask ? Well, it
was a fascinating insight into the psyche of a man who thinks
he is, if not the god, then a god. Such deliciously
cringe-worthy moments included Darren noting the presence of the
media at a Tasmanian airport, and deciding to be all super-star
about it with a wearying sigh and a pair of carefully placed sunglasses
- only to find that they were waiting for some other celebrity
poser. And I just loved Darren's way of touching base with the
common people who buy his albums - holding his hands out in the
shape of a heart while singing soulfully. Aah, the brotherhood
of man comes together to the sounds of "Affirmation".
Sadly enough, many fans responded with same gesture - thereby
proving they have nothing better to do than join the cult of disposable
pop heroes. No wonder Daniel hides in the back of the stage and
watches his own feet.
Of course, he doesn't have to do that
anymore. Daniel got to find out that Savage Garden was no more
through an interview that Darren gave in another country. Shades
of the Matt Damon/Minnie Driver break up on Oprah, anyone?
But it is the general public who suffers the most. Now we have
to put up with Darren Hayes, solo artist with Goldilocks hair
and grating songs that do not at least contain Daniel's penchant
for putting together acceptibly catchy pop music.
The horror isn't over yet, people. Run,
run !
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Darren Hayes, catboy musing salutes you - you nuffnuff.
Board the train.
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