So I watched all the BBC coverage from
Glastonbury this weekend, on BBC 3 and through the special red button features.
Nice to see the BBC have everything in order, next year they’ll be podcasting -
but the extra features were pretty sweet for anyone interested in catching the
festival spirit. Anyway; spirit - good, music - what bollocks. I don’t keep up
with the whole thing thats going on right now and blanket statements like “pop
is shit” are my forte. But really, utter retro revival clich?? safe shit.
I’m waiting for something - some musical revelation - it has to come. Have you
ever heard Elvis or Sergeant Pepper’s… although incredibly popular and yes,
pastiche the Beatles and Elvis took a sound (a local or growing sound) gave it a
shake rattle and roll and wham, I mean God some amazing noises.
Really.Anyway - pop is shit. What the
fuck do these people think they’re doing - you idiot producers who want to find
the next
x -
the next easy breakfast cereal packaging mother-safe excuse for someone else’s
music. I won’t appologise - I get incredibly pissed off when subjected to other
peop… sorry no- people have nothing to do with music or taste it is completely
manufactured your fools to the marketing bandwagon that is force-fed popular
culture.Go listen to Miles Davis and
if the beat isn’t fast enough slow down or you will die. Now, I started with
bashing Glasonbury - I also watched (on the very fine BBC 4) some african jazzy
/ jamming. It was simply wonderful and of that second, I did write down the
names of the artists, but what’s the point - it was good, I experienced it
(sadly from my sofa), its over. Stop rutting you post-new-romanic yuppy fucks,
Paul is
dead.





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