I remember a song about the Angel of the North (AKA The Low Fell Flasher in local folklore proper) doing the rounds in North East folk clubs a decade or so back. Something like I'm the Gateshead Angel - to Geordieland I come - to fill your lives with heavenly grace - and give us lots of fun. I'm not sure how this relates to this monstrously brutally inhuman gew-gaw that so imposes on the landscape, but there you go.

When it was erected it was done so on the misunderstanding that it would be a source of revenue for the area but Gormley crushed that idea by banning the potentially lucrative market in miniature reproductions. Seems the artist takes it Very Seriously Indeed:

Antony Gormley: Morrison's Angel of the North stunt 'shocking and stupid'

One can't help but wonder what he'd make of the song...

A few years back I did an April Fool thread here about the Angel of the North moving to Blackpool. There, I think, it would look just lovely...