Ever-irritable Oasis leader Noel Gallagher is peeved again, this time about the dissipating magic surrounding rock and roll:
“Everyone just wants more and more information. All the fantasy’s gone out of music, ‘cos everything is too fucking real. Every album comes with a DVD with some cunt going, ‘Yeah well, we tried the drums over there, but…’ Give a shit, man! It makes people seem too human, whereas I was brought up on Marc Bolan and David Bowie, and it was like, ‘Do they actually come from fucking Mars?’”
He may have a point, you know–just look at how light posting in this Britpop slash community has been lately. After all, writing overheated prose about ex-Suede singer Brett Anderson’s sex life isn’t as fun when you can watch him work out songs in his cluttered living room.
Noel Gallagher: ‘The fantasy’s gone out of making music’ [NME]
Your One-Stop Britpop Slash Shop [LiveJournal]
I have a hard time picturing a day where I’ll care about an Oasis record again, but he does have a point.
I lived with a Brit my sophomore year of college. He used to do that very hand signal to me all the time. Usually in response to some smartass comment I made about him and / or his country getting their ass kicked. I thought he was giving me a sarcastic peace sign. Turned out it’s “fuck you” in Brit hand speak. Which, in typical Brit fashion, is based on archery. How so? Brit archers (who were poor, landless blokes, unlike the rich cunts on horses) would show their fingers to their opponents during battle because if they were captured (usually by the French) they had those two fingers (used for drawing the arrow back) chopped off. So showing them to your enemy was a big “fuck you” and “here’s an arrow for your French ass.”
Cut the guy some slack, it’s hard to be rock’s British Bad Boy when you have to compete with Pete Doherty.
I nominate Liam, at least then there’s a chance of an overdose.
Pete Doherty is rock’s British Bad Boy? Don’t you have to actually have to make music for that?
Oddly enough the communities devoted to writing slash about Doherty are as active as ever.
Oddly enough the communities devoted to writing slash about Doherty are as active as ever.
Too late, mate. The cat’s already out of the bag. Everyone under the age of 30 with a computer is already running at least Garageband or ACID, and 3 in 10 have a apartment/basement studio cranking out shit more interesting than the last, say, 3 Oasis albums.