June 11, 2009

Why I never progressed beyond The Beatles

Walking past HMV this morning, I noticed a huge poster for supergroup The Black Eyed Peas. Now, I'm not one for rap or pop or anything with a monotonous beat, but the copywriter in me always flinches at that one. Cause they're not eyed peas who happen to be black. Gramatically, they should be:

The Black-Eyed Peas

Just like it should be:

Three Days' Grace

And not three times a Days Grace--which is really just gibberish.

Maybe I should just stick to Abbey Road.


  1. Damn - it must be hard inside your brain.

  2. And at least they didn't call themselves The Black Guy's Pee. (Sorry - old middle school joke.)

    Beat-dulls! OH!

  3. My brain is a pile of preggo mush these days. But the copywriter in me never sleeps. It's like a grammar dorm matron.

  4. I'll stick to Pearl Jam with a side of Blind Melon, some fresh Cranberries, and some Tonic while dining at the Soundgarden. :)