Is there really no audience for a chart based music show like TOTP on terrestrial channels or Netflix? Seems like a massive missed opportunity to offer up a bundle like that, get some tribalism and opposition going again.
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Is there really no audience for a chart based music show like TOTP on terrestrial channels or Netflix? Seems like a massive missed opportunity to offer up a bundle like that, get some tribalism and opposition going again.
tribalism and opposition are great, they're vital parts of being a fan - you're not just defined by what you're interested in, but what you're not interested in. I think youth/pop culture really suffers not having that.
but the reality is: there's so much #content out there to consume, nobody is going to sit through something they have no interest in. When I watched last years TOTP Xmas special it was an hour long and I think I got through it in about 30 mins, absolutely no chance I was sitting through a bunch of fake Sheeran copyists, life is too short
but the reality is: there's so much #content out there to consume, nobody is going to sit through something they have no interest in. When I watched last years TOTP Xmas special it was an hour long and I think I got through it in about 30 mins, absolutely no chance I was sitting through a bunch of fake Sheeran copyists, life is too short
Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
This takes me back to my sixth-form common room, with territory cleanly divided up between The Townies, The Punks and The Others (who were mainly indie kids, although they were literally referred to as The Others).
Glasgow, early noughties. We had:
1) the neds. Outdoor jackets from Berghaus and Helly Hansen. Probably the best music, happy hardcore and hard house, but no room for a gay teenager like me.
2) the moshers. Truly awful people. Mostly boys, baggy jeans, Limp Bizkit and South Park, cultural death.
3) the trendies. Furry hoods, streaky Piz Buin, Ugg boots. Boys who looked like Blazing Squad. Nice as individuals, collectively boring and yet somewhat intimidating. 50 Cent and Ashanti, but also Eamon and Lisa Maffia.
4) the geeks. Self-admitted and proud. No real music taste or identity. Pokemon cards after the show stopped being popular.
5) the not-quites. A dozen of us, not necessarily anything in common but united by not being part of anything else. Daria-core. Boys into Star Wars, girls into Tori Amos. First group to fall apart after the common bond of school ended.
1) the neds. Outdoor jackets from Berghaus and Helly Hansen. Probably the best music, happy hardcore and hard house, but no room for a gay teenager like me.
2) the moshers. Truly awful people. Mostly boys, baggy jeans, Limp Bizkit and South Park, cultural death.
3) the trendies. Furry hoods, streaky Piz Buin, Ugg boots. Boys who looked like Blazing Squad. Nice as individuals, collectively boring and yet somewhat intimidating. 50 Cent and Ashanti, but also Eamon and Lisa Maffia.
4) the geeks. Self-admitted and proud. No real music taste or identity. Pokemon cards after the show stopped being popular.
5) the not-quites. A dozen of us, not necessarily anything in common but united by not being part of anything else. Daria-core. Boys into Star Wars, girls into Tori Amos. First group to fall apart after the common bond of school ended.
IdleRich
IdleRich
I wonder though, is that just an English thing? In any given place there are probably only a few sausages available. Maybe across the US there is a plethora of sausages but if you're in one particular place you probably only have a choice of two or three right there, how much comfort is it that tantalisingly close but three hours drive away they are making a spicy venison sausage - especially if no-one you know has a car.
Someone called me a grebo once, in 1992. It's only now I've bothered to look it up and, yeah, he was right.
We had grebos, townies and metallers, with a subcategory of townies called shellies if they came from the shelthorpe estate (I was one generation out of that estate and used to go there all the time to see grandparents, it wasn't too bad, used to be flagship social housing in the 1930s) . Then, once a year, the fair came to town and fought everyone, regardless. Special shout out to the rich kids from the villages who played golf and wore jumpers over their shoulders.
Mark Fisher came from the same town, he was a few years older than me and probably grebo+
We had grebos, townies and metallers, with a subcategory of townies called shellies if they came from the shelthorpe estate (I was one generation out of that estate and used to go there all the time to see grandparents, it wasn't too bad, used to be flagship social housing in the 1930s) . Then, once a year, the fair came to town and fought everyone, regardless. Special shout out to the rich kids from the villages who played golf and wore jumpers over their shoulders.
Mark Fisher came from the same town, he was a few years older than me and probably grebo+
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william kent
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We had scallies and moshers.
Murphy
cat malogen
Kerrang 1986 - Slayer reviews, interviews with Dave Lombardo and Tom Araya, good bits on bass fuzz pedals, interviews with amp technicians and good tips on fixing a blown valve etc
Kerrang today - spews biles into mouth followed by a gaviscon (not that I’ve bought Kerrang since 1986, but what a shambles these days), see image
Kerrang today - spews biles into mouth followed by a gaviscon (not that I’ve bought Kerrang since 1986, but what a shambles these days), see image
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The other day my friend pointed out this woman from the Independent on fb or something looking for an article about Lisbon under lockdown - I boshed something out in fifteen minutes and sent it off - they paid £150. Seemed extraordinary to me, I'd love to do more, you'd have thought the Indy was printing loads of articloids like that, if you could get a deal to do, say, ten a weak thst would be 75k a year and you would only need to work a few hours a week.
Admittedly the Independent is online only now... and they have resisted all my further overtures in that direction for some reason...
