Saturday, November 25, 2006

it says nothing to me about my life


Music is approximately 98% tross. This is hardly a controversial statement. But why is it tross? If we look at supply and demand economics we may find a clue. On the demand side there are far too many people who don't actually care about music, are ignorant about what's out there or are so riddled with irony, anomie and schadenfreude that they'd rather be cantankerous fuckers than fill their lives with pleasure. There are also far too many addled old ladies and terminally uncool uncles that buy music as presents.

On the supply side there are far too many people who think that music is a career path and that the content of what they create should be aimed at those demand side trossers listed above. It's a self-perpetuating cycle. Too many musicians are egotists, which kills creativity. Too many are upper middle-class well connected pretty boys and girls who wouldn't know a good song if it did a projectile vomit down the back of their neck.

So what can we do about it? Mass murder is sadly not an option, but we can chip away at the monolith of uncoolness. Brassey and Trin bring great music to the most unlikeliest of audiences - and the response is usually 'brilliant disco'. And tracks and tracks will always report on those little gems we've found, CDs and live artists, classic tracks and new bands.

Check out MIA, Mumm-Ra, Attwenger, Hot Chip, Marvin Gaye, Chopin.

Attack Elton, Morrisey, Westlife, Pink Floyd, Handel, Acker and just about everyone else.

We're up for it, you going to join us?

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