Posts from 26th August 2000

Aug 00

I Love Music

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I Love Music: first of all, a combined tip of the hat and apology to Nanette, whose Chatterbox forum works so well that I thought I’d nick it. (Well, actually, use the same forum service, but you know what I mean).

I Love Music is, inevitably, the Freaky Trigger discussion forum. It uses a Q & A format – somebody (could be me, could be you) puts up a question (“Where the hell is Tanya?” for example), and everybody else posts their answers, which in turn might spark new questions, etc. etc. I’ve put up two questions to kick things off.

It’s going to cover anything we talk about here and on the rest of the site – specifically, whenever we run a long piece, I’ll start a forum topic about it (whether anyone answers or not). Anyway, I Love Music is there for you to use and I hope you use it and like it.

Byterock’s Greatest Hits

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Byterock’s Greatest Hits: 2000 has so far seen a) a clutch of the greatest pop singles in listening memory and b) the mainstreaming of new ways of consuming and experiencing music. Byterock, roughly speaking, is where these trends intersect, with the public taking to cut-and-paste copyright fuckery in ways unimagined outside Negativland’s bedrooms. An entertaining diversion or the most important musical trend of the year? You be the judge.

Martin Popoff Interview

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Martin Popoff Interview “nerdy pasty pencil-armed white males that turn into critics are still worried about getting the girl well into their late twenties, something which new wave, alternative, and watery pop has always gone on about. These people don’t solve their teenage and college years problems.” Them’s fightin’ words……oh, damn. He’s right. Anyway, Mr.Popoff is a rock critic who likes to write about metal. Whether you like metal or not, interesting reading.

Rare Personal Content On NYLPM

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Rare Personal Content On NYLPM: my resignation became official today, and it’s time for the NYLPM Quit Your Job With The Pop Stars round-up.

Perhaps most obviously we have “Frankly Mr Shankly” by The Smiths. I would fantasise about all job resignations being like this, before I even had a job. But the 21st Century is now not only breathing down my neck, it has me firmly by the collar, and musical history seems curiously untroubled by the fact. Besides, my immediate boss is really nice and I’m working a notice period, so cracks about his poetry seem inappropriate.

The raging defiance so archly given voice in the Smiths’ track, though, is the core mood of job-leaving tracks. The subtext generally is that the singer in question is giving an emphatic finger to the man in order that they can head off to be an indie rock star! Yeah! As usual Wire managed to reduce the form to its essence, with the blistering “Mr Suit”, with its hard-to-forget refrain: “No no no no no no Mr.Suit”. Now that’s telling him! I hum that tune to myself when thinking of my overboss, last heard smugly telling senior managers how he expected “70% acceptance but 100% compliance” with his latest diktats. I wonder if he uses that line on the mistress he parachuted into a high-ranking job in one of our smaller departments. Maybe I’ll ask her.

The most stylish job-no-more track I know of is The Go-Between’s “Draining The Pool For You”. Robert Forster has to clean out a rich bloke’s pool. He doesn’t like it, and he’s none too keen on the rich bloke either. The usual vocal poise and understated guitar excellence result. It’s a good one to keep on your MP3 player if you’re planning to ditch a manual labour job.

Much job-loss music concerns itself with the horrible consequences of unemployment. (“One In Ten”, by UB40, a band who did their bit in the fight for full employment by having about a million unneccessary horn players) But unemployment in the short term – a month or two – is actually quite good. Meanwhile life at the newly left workplace goes on and the migrant worker goes from being at the core of the team to a forgotten face in a wall of indistinguishable photos. In a sense, even though it’s about a prison, Toots And The Maytal’s “54-46 (Was My Number)” is the truest job departure tune of them all. “Right now, someone else has that number….”. I mean, it could be about ‘phone extensions, right?

(Let me know your favourite job-quitting track…..)