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Category: THERE’S A WILD WORLD OUT THERE.... Music
'I usually find the more you try, the less it works. It's best not to force it. When people do force it you can always hear it. It's just not how it should be. What gets me is the lack if lyrical effort shown by bands nowadays. I'm not saying that everything should be literary and Dylan-like: thirty verses of fifteen-syllable words that even the band get bored of playing. Me and Elena use that thing on the telly with the subtitles to read some of the lyrics. Jesus Christ! 'I'm going up the hill, you're going to leave me, I'm going to leave you, why did you leave me?' It's pathetic: all meek and self-absorbed. I'm just not interested in hearing about some lad's break up with some college girl he thought was the love of his life and now he's had a few too many and can't remember who the fuck he is.
Lads today are a bit too open like this anyway: going to the doctor's every five minutes telling them how depressed and distanced they feel. And they're not really depressed, not clinically - it's not even disillusionment. It's something else, something that they've conferred upon themselves. I think it's because they've got too much time and space to think about themselves. You don't get lads like that in Russia. It's not part of the culture there. It's a uniform, if you ask me: an identity. You can hear the whingeing in their music. It's stale. They should stop hiding away in their bedrooms with their computers and get out a bit. That'll sort out the lyrics.'
Taken from Renegade: The Lives & Tales Of Mark E Smith By Mark E Smith
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