
| QUOTE (dr_gavin @ Feb 24 2006, 04:45 AM) |
| It's just that when I suggested that being ignored by the NME was a good thing, Kate's reply implied that Dogbox were desperate for the publicity. |
| QUOTE (My Red Dream @ Feb 23 2006, 11:21 PM) |
| Love it or loathe it, by your culture you are priveleged Londonites. The NME outside your parochial little circle is valuable- think of the villages, the poor ghettos, it's their link to the outside world. It matters. If you aren't in the NME, you aren't anyone. Idealism is fuck all. Jim, thought you had loads of photos? |
| QUOTE (My Red Dream @ Feb 24 2006, 12:08 PM) |
| The NME operates on a policy of you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours. The only bands championed by them are bands which suck their cocks, either literally or metophorically. |
| QUOTE (My Red Dream @ Feb 24 2006, 12:08 PM) |
| Okay Jim, ya big pisshead! The NME holds FAR too much power. It's supremely depressing because the standard of NME journalism is appalling. Any artistic merit their journalists had seemed to disappear up their arses when their heads did. How can these illiterate, egotistical tossers hold so much power, where they can destroy a promising band in their infancy because they don't like someone in it? The NME operates on a policy of you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours. The only bands championed by them are bands which suck their cocks, either literally or metophorically. The thrills and spills of rock and roll aren't just how many drugs they take or what fashionable indie toilet they play, nor is it their haircuts, nor it is some fucking empty, pointless scene which was created by the press, not the fans. It's about passion, love, energy, change and it should be important. When did it stop being important? How can a fucking rag like the NME which reviews bands as "fucking ace" or "fucking shit" decide what's important? The only standard they set is who's the heaviest drinker, who's the biggest junkie, conducting an interview around a bar table, discussing someone's tits. The NME are the Default Men of the music press and it's horrifying. They're the snobby cunts who laugh at chavs yet idolise a junkie, fucked up thieving cunt. Because if you sling a guitar around your neck you're a hero of the middle classes. The general slide of culture now is of the visceral and the meaningless. And when bands come along who threaten that- because it's so easy and fuck me, isn't it so edgy?- they're crushed. It's the same with broadcasting- intelligent programmes are not being made, or if they are, they're on the cable channels- while terrestrial flounders in a sea of Balls of Steel, The Friday Night Project and the like- Lads' Telly or the ultra-ultra ironic Slags Telly. In the NME, Luxembourg don't stand a chance. Too synthy for the NME, who just want their straight-laced guitar bollocks background music. What music could be has ceased to matter because nothing has a future. Bands come and go now on an interchangeable treadmill- identikit "repeat repeat" chorus, identical chords, identical haircuts. The reason that intelligent debate has shut down in the music press ("they're fucking ace! they're fucking shit!") is because intelligent music is dying. Luxembourg have an openly gay frontman, who also happens to be Asian. Horror of horrors, he doesn't try to be butch about it, and can actually sing. He is openly disrespectful of the NME, thus not indulging in the group cocksucking neccessary for them. They also have a pouting, sneery, posing guitarist- all the hallmarks of the Great Guitarist- but who isn't six stone and six foot tall, who has the audacity to wear t-shirts when he wants to, to have a man's chest and man's muscular arms- more of your Unfashionable Bruce Springstein than the Anorexic Indie Fetish. (And who I happen to think is the most beautiful man in the world). Then there's your ambigious keyboardist who provides the dreaded synth- and isn't synth the refuge of the novelty acts, or the girl bands? And let's face it, in the press girl bands are simply novelty acts, and will never be taken seriously. Your quiet bassist and then your bald but slim drummer (bald and butch is fine, innnit, it's such a threat, it's so Anti, innit, but bald and slim, that's just genetic evidence, and that's a fucking crime, mate, and what's more, it ain't fashionable). They do biting guitar, beautiful ballads, energetic pop and they obviously deserve an arena, not a garage. Therein is the problem- trying to redefine everything means going back to the roots, and Luxembourg don't, they specialise in the lush and well-produced. In this climate of meaningless fucking music, identikit bands and the liberal right (the edgy, the ironic with little respect for any human being or even respect for art itself because in its clumsy attempts to redefine it, they have destroyed it), Luxembourg don't stand a chance. And that is not fair. So I'm looking forward to the compliation which Dogbox are bringing out, and for the album because no band works harder than them and whatever the fuck, they should be proud of the band they are, because they're exceptional. If the NME didn't hold so much power, they'd be smoking cigarettes on the top of the world by now. But things will change. |