Everyone gets the odd shit Christmas present from time to time, fuck sometimes they all turn up the same year. Of course, it’s the thought that counts and someone has actually gone out of their way to get you a present to show and share their love with you, during this times of obscene displays of love (commercialism) – you ungrateful cunt.
Anyhow, we all know those presents usually get stored away somewhere until the house needs a clear-out and they find their ways into the bin; destined for the tip/dump/rubbish/whatever. Unless, that is, that you donate them to charity you fucking decent human being, or at least try and salvage them for recycling them you earthly conscious cunt of a celebratory sort – we love you both!
Of course, there is also always the temptation to re-gift, which can lead to many a feudal debate but then everyone hates everyone at Christmas anyway. However, Ginger Wildheart is more than aware of this and to save the world from the re-gifting mishaps and murders of passion he has, in some kind of reverse Santa, offered to take these god awful gifts off your hands.
Ginger is encouraging all his fans to take those worst of worst well wishes and send them his way. For why, I hear you cry? For him, I don’t know, Ginger Wildheart works in mysterious ways. For you, his gifter of shit, your terrible Christmas present will be entered into a competition to get you in with the chance of having a song recorded just for you on just the topic of your choosing by the Ginger Wildheart himself. This song, and recording, will be just for you and no one else, as if Ginger had decided to generously give you a gift himself – just because you’re awesome and you smell great.
Here’s a few words from the man himself why he wanted to do this:
“I wanted wanted to do something special for my fans for Xmas. Based on the fact that GASS is a song based project what could be more priceless than a personally written and recorded song of mine for the winner, on a subject of their choice, unavailable anywhere else, forever. If I could employ, say, Sparks or Cheap Trick to write a song about my kids it would mean more than any merchandise they could sell me. I believe this could be the most personal and precious gift I could ever offer to my fans.”
To win the competition? The terrible gift you go that you gave Ginger has to be the absolute most terrible turd of a present ever shat out by the festive season. So hit up Ginger’s WEBSITE and TWITTER for further details, and in the meanwhile enjoy his recent collaboration the precocious little scamp that is Courtney Love.
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