This is a pretty good article that uses a music festival to launch into a discussion of where the music industry is headed. I rather hope it's right, but one thing I really realized while I was reading it, was why I don't like Jet.

I've talked to more than one person that I respect that like Jet, and I can understand why. They write pretty good tunes, and I'm sure they're doing it from a real desire to rock. But when I hear them, that's not what I hear. I hear the voice of some viacom bean-counter saying "They've got this whole white stripes/garage rock thing sewn up, but with enough tube distortion to bring in the ac/dc fans. We can make a mint of these boys!" And that just kills it for me.

I'm not trying to deny that plenty of music I like hasn't been through the marketing machine. I've got a couple of Soundgarden and Offspring albums in my collection, so go ahead and call me hypocrite if you want. I'm not saying you shouldn't buy anything that ends up on a tv commercial. Buy whatever you like, go crazy.

But for fucks sake, don't ever tell me that they're innovative. Every time I hear a journalist say that I get acid reflux. I get the same rage I felt when Kurt Loder, who lived in London during the Clash era, called Green Day 'absolutely original'. That's the point where my reason breaks off and I can only stare blankly and walk away.   ¶ 1:18 PM 0 comments

  You know about this 'Docugate' or 'Rathergate' or whatever, it's really pretty funny. I mean real or not, these docs don't actually give any new information. Whether these were actual air force docs or not, GW was missing. Said nothing at what was at least, a weird period, if not a totally lied about one. Big ears said last week something about the truth coming out, and how all questions should be answered. Well, the problem is, he's the only one who can answer these questions, and he's silent as the tomb. All he's ever had to say is "Hey! Those aren't real! I never disobeyed a direct order! I was there the whole time!"

Fucking idiot.  ¶ 1:48 PM 0 comments

  Okay, I made kind of an ass of myself this weekend. To some of you, I blabbed about an embarrasing physical problem I've been having and was scared meant cancer. My doctor told me this morning it's probably nothing worse than a common infection and antibiotics should clear it right up. So I have two points:

1. I'm fine, thanks collectively for all your concern.

2. I'm really sorry I brought it up in the first place. I was over-divulging. I blame alchohol and slow-burning terror.   ¶ 5:15 PM 3 comments