Busker in the "bigtime".
From the DiS forum -
"Blunt is the soundtrack to a life lived as a commodity. He's the voice of defeat, of submission to the machine, an aural tranquiliser designed to keep you passive and obedient. He's a papier mache puppet made from used and soggy bog paper. He appeals to the unthinking, unquestioning, happy fuckwit for who doesn't want their music to challenge any of their safe, ignorant and wrong-headed assumptions about the world. We are all cogs in a pointless machine whose only purpose is to numb and brutalise us. Blunt is just another sad piece of the puzzle. We are so fucked, mentally and morally that when we try and address injustice the best we can do is UB40 in Hyde Park... clunt."