Capturing one of the world's biggest bands at the peak of their popularity, Genesis conclude their most successful world tour by performing a selection of hits and epic album tracks taken ... See full summary »
Still squat, still bald, still talentless, and still with a squeaky rat-voice.
If you love both Phil Collins and the French - and I mean, who doesn't??!! - you'll love absolutely love this (D)VD, released as yet another attempt to milk the last ounce of cash from the ever-decreasing batch of Phil's tone-deaf and not-too-loyal fans. After all, how can you remain loyal to something that sang "Sussudio"? Tone-deaf or not, even the most clueless pop fan will eventually get it through his thick skull that buying Phil's albums was a bit like voting for the Nazi Party in 30s Germany: in other words, a secret sin that you want to prevent from leaking out at any and every price.
What started as a little runt hitting the drums in a "progressive" band called "Genesis" (ironic, that name, considering they had much more to do with the death of music than anything else) soon developed into a creature that discovered that its trademark "squeak" was very much liked by apathetic grandmothers, bored cleaning ladies, and traumatized street dogs. It soon left "Deathesis" and started a solo path, a path that would eventually lead to the many pearls of pig's vomit, instant classics such as "You Can't Hurry Cr*p", "Against All Odds (Take A Look At Me Bald Head)", "Easy Lover Of Garbage", "One More Night, I Paid Didn't I?", "Another Rat In Paradise" and many others.
"Phil Collins: Finally... The First Farewell Tour" VD features other spiffing musicians: Daryl Stuermer, Chester Thompson, Luis Conte... Never heard of them? How could you...: they're the creme-de-la-creme of hired-guns/session-musicians/pop-world prostitutes. Ever wonder how Pink's tour guitarists must feel? "Why aren't I Joe Satriani? I think I wanna die..."
But P.C. isn't just a bubble-gum pop singing dwarf who serves stale ballads to lonely, fat housewives. It is so much more than that. It is a creature that joined forces with that intellectual organization known as PETA (whose members call themselves "petards") in order to protest against Kentucky Fried Chicken. Easy for Phil to do that! He doesn't have to eat chicken like the rest of us...
If you ever get sick of this VD, break it neatly into a thousand pieces, burn it in a modest 20-meter-high bonfire, and then sit on the remains after they cool off. You will enjoy this more than anything. That's a promise.
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