ely, on Jul 25 2008, 05:15 PM, said:
I see your point and you are right, but what should they do? just stop making music not to earn money anymore as someone needs it more than them? sell all their ugly t-shirts to raise money?
I think they are much more harmless than other monsters anyway. they are nice people that care about their fans and genuinely love the music they do. but I guess we could go on forever.
and of course I won't take it personally darling.
as for the environment thing, sorry but I'm totally with them on that.
the other day I was telling off our office runner as he always leaves all the lights on, and my PA candidly said"
Ely, you should stop obsessing over Radiohead before you turn into a green warrior too..."
that just made me laugh
I grew out of Radiohead when I realised very dull indie boys droned on about them interminably.
I dunno, really. I means it's all very 'trendy' *insert outmoded cool term here* to be eco-conscious and not make CDs and rely on downloads and all but it just doesn't really wash with me.
Like all those Mccartney types. 'Oh, I don't eat anything with a face.' Great, but what about those people who can't, 'Grow a few veg in a window box and have a few chickens about the place, you know, they take up virtually no room at all, m'deah!' as suggested by Lady Somebody recently. ie. the rest of the world unlike Pearl Lowe et al and their frightful cool 'smoking room' caravans while people have to actually live in them out of necessity.
I agree about switching the lights off, but I don't need rawk starz to tell me so. (Actually just switched off bathroom light, left on by heartless polar bear clubbing OH... so Thom can give me that Brownie Point) ;)
As for the music, others do it better for me, I'm afraid. Ack, lots of people like them, I don't like arena bands and 'easy listening' a la Mouldplay/Coldsick...so I'm outvoted, which is fine.
I just think one only needs so much money. Despite what the nouveau riche jet set tell us, whilst wearing said ugly shirts and driving Bentleys. 'I'm rich, me filly... but ho so in touch with me roots, don'tcha know? Pass the filet mignon kebab, there's a minx...'
Otherwise nasty things happen.
Like one turns into Bono over night f'r example.
Hell, I read Vogue and it made me green. End of rant. ^_^