Phil Collins is responsible for singing songs about how terrible it must be to be homeless, probably recorded in a forty-two bed mansion while Champagne was dripfed into his coagulated veins and gold-clad women fed him caviar-dipped grapes.
Def Leppard have songs about their wish to be sugar-coated and sing lyrics like “Cry wolf, given mouth to mouth, Like a movin’ heartbeat in the witching hour I’m runnin’ with the wind”.
Both pay Nicky Clarke to be their full-time hairdresser. Which is difficult for him as it means he has to resort to double-jobbing.
Phil Collins has recently morphed into a gorilla.
None of Def Leppard, as far as I know, have morphed into any form of animal as they are too busy recording their new album, Dyslexia.
Phil Collins has, to be fair, played drums on some decent records (see ‘Another Green World’). But that’s probably just coincidental.
Def Leppard have never been involved in any decent records, although you have to hand it to their drummer.
Result: Def Leppard win the contest of being more abysmal than Phil Collins.
Well done Def Leppard. Your chariot awaits.