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I was a young man when I started reading that and now I fear I shall have to call the old people's home.
Interesting though. Don't really listen to music myself anymore, just sort of experience it when I go to bars. I was always jealous of my friends who really LOVED a particular band as I never found one. I only ever like a couple of songs.
The band no longer exists. This is probably best for everyone.
- Strictly grunge yes? Please tell me you played bass? I can just picture you in some dimly lit, smoky club, circa early 90s, doing your thing without fuss behind the lead singer punctuated by the occasional lumber towards the backing vocal microphone to growl some barely decipherable non sequiter. Do-not-shatter my illusion!
- I read this yesterday, totally agree, very interesting piece. If anything, its heartening to read a positive spin on the current landscape from the artist's perspective.
Fantastic. This is exactly my and my company's philosophy on film, and why we want to build a presence on YouTube.
If the idea of someone enjoying a digital copy of your work for free bothers you, try a non-creative industry.
Good for you. I'd like to do something similar with short 10-minute films... although I would prefer to monetise it somehow. Even if it's a cheap yearly subscription with the makers and distributors (the site) of the films making pennies.
- Strictly grunge yes? Please tell me you played bass?
I was known to don the tool of ignorance occasionally. I'd like to say it was because I preferred it and the guitarist was amazing. The unfortunate truth is it was because the actual bassist was a pisshead and I was rubbish on guitar. And the guitarist was only mildly better than me. Plus he had an amp.
doing your thing without fuss behind the lead singer punctuated by the occasional lumber towards the backing vocal microphone to growl some barely decipherable non sequiter. Do-not-shatter my illusion!
Don't forget the can of lager by the monitor for the first few numbers until I forgot about it and knocked it over, as well as all seven people at the bar talking loudly. Happy days. Probably not so happy for them.
- I read this yesterday, totally agree, very interesting piece. If anything, its heartening to read a positive spin on the current landscape from the artist's perspective.
Twas good. I met Albini once. I say met, he was at the bar in a club and I said 'hello Steve'. He looked at me, nodded, then went back to his table. Erm, sorry I mentioned it now.
I was known to don the tool of ignorance occasionally. I'd like to say it was because I preferred it and the guitarist was amazing. The unfortunate truth is it was because the actual bassist was a pisshead and I was rubbish on guitar. And the guitarist was only mildly better than me. Plus he had an amp.
Add a leather jacket and some knee wobbling and you're there.
Don't forget the can of lager by the monitor for the first few numbers until I forgot about it and knocked it over, as well as all seven people at the bar talking loudly. Happy days. Probably not so happy for them.
- Nice, this made my day. Illusion intact, thank you.