The bells...

Current mood: BORED OF POP....
Category: BORED OF POP.... Music

I'm guessing many of you in the UK have seen this twinkling shiney turd on the front/home page of myspace....

MySpace School Invasions
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This says more about where these kind of acts are at, than 101 fierce Giovan-words can...


I read a great quote from Bill Drummond someplace recently.

It said something to the effect that the minute he lost interest in pop music was the minute he realised it had became all about 'fitting in' rather than 'standing outside'...


I hear that loud and clear....


Yes boss, I'm once again in one of those 'THE WHOLE POP SET UP IS A POINTLESS FUCKING DISGRACE!!!' kind of moods....


Thing is, for almost 3 weeks, I didn't listen to anything other than what came on by default on the TV at the Casa, or radio in other peoples cars - and like the phone, I didn't much miss music...

Instead, I was getting really into the sound of the church bells that dominate the soundscape of rural Italy...

At 8am, at midday and that at 7 (i think - I wasn't paying much attention to the time), they go into these casual disjointed random ring patterns for a few minutes or more before fading out....

It's great resonance, spacious sound and so simply effective, whilst allowing one space to think and fit in your own melodies, feelings, thoughts and rhythms....


Well, I got back here on the Island and I've enjoyed the day today rolling through some old favourites and some 'new to me' stuff as well here on the Fish Island stereo..

I then went to the library and read the last 2 NMEs

Both were playing the cover line story of more ROCK 'N' RIOT REBELLION!!!


There was the Crystal Castles boasting about their crackhead friends and the shitty squats they 'come from' - like living with the smell of rats and dog shit is something to aspire too KIDS!!!

Then there's some ridiculous fucking band called FUCK UP or FUCK OFF or GO FUCK YOURSELF!!! rolling through all the hardcore cliches once again...


Well, the level of nasty cynicism with these kinds of bands is sickening to me - it's selling records by association with stupid brainless danger - there's no imagination, it's copying and promoting the Sid formula...


Music isn't about all that crap, it's about good quality sound - nothing more, nothing less....


And pop music is just another commodity business...

SELL SELL SELL!!!