Bands -- musicians -- are funny, in both the "ha-ha" sense and the "strange" sense. Their arrogance can be overwhelming. Take the following NME headline, for example: "Radiohead star campaigns for climate change." Oh right, Mr. Thom Yorke. I'm sure Mother Nature is just falling all over herself to make England a little less dreary. Yeah, God really liked The Bends and he's going to try his damnedest to swap Oxford's climate for Miami's. Time to get over yourself, Mr. Rock Star!! I didn't read the article, but I think that headline says it all.
The Stone Roses are stirring up reunion rumors...again. Hey guys, remember your last album, Second Coming? Well we do. Please do not reunite.
From the No Respect for the Dead department, reality-show douchebag producer Mark Burnett is bringing Rock Star: INXS to CBS. That's right, they're searching the globe for a fitting replacement for Michael Hutchence, but in the extra-classy reality-show format. And if that isn't classy enough for you, Mr. Classy himself, Dave Navarro, is acting as host (along with "TV personality" Brooke Burke... I've never heard of her either.). If that doesn't make you wanna hang yourself while feverishly masturbating, nothing will.
I am not the world's biggest Sasha Frere Jones fan. First of all, it's hard to take anyone with a name like that seriously. And his general air of über-pretentiousness is profoundly nauseating. Being the "Pop Music Critic" at The New Yorker pretty much makes you a windbag no matter what you write, but his determination to act the part of taste purveyor, pathological over-complicator, and teacher of affluent white people about "colored people music" is plain old obnoxious. Which is why I'm surprised to find myself genuinely impressed by his recent stand against "listening parties" for critics. [link via BoingBoing] His point, in a nutshell, is that if you won't send him a CD, mp3, or hunk of wax, he won't review the record. As a former music critic, I have to say it's a fairly brave (if pompous) position to take. Of course, the flipside is that he may just end up liking life a lot more, as he likely won't have as many shitty major-label albums to listen to. Anyway. Just thought it was kinda cool.
Moving on...
Two last things. First of all, these two articles make one wonder just how powerful the dark side really is. No, they just make one wonder just how stupid some Star Wars fans can be.
Conan O'Brien's eerie glimpse into the future of TV is very funny. The mention of "abacus porn" alone is worth the effort it takes to put the little hand on the link and click down with the mouse.
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