kaiser chiefs were massive and now forgotten. but bleak to their core. a lot of resentment. wrapped up in something quite upbeat. a lot of this era has this sense of this is shit but we're going to make the best of it. which is a pretty appropriate UK sentiment. a load of the early arctic monkeys tunes have that as well. they wrap it up in something quite upbeat. musically pretty horrible i've got to say. as choppy as the timbaland things i was posting up above. in terms of desperation editors are the ultimate. i like the way the guitarist plays basically only tremolo, has this very on the edge quality. but its such sad music, sounds like an animal in a trap. or a man with a mortgage trying to make the best of things. fields of people at festivals showing up for this emotional catharsis.
one of the worst periods of uk music. but then TV was the same in the same period, the same resentment. something bursting out.
on editors, i walked past them so many times at festivals, i was at or was working at loads of them for a few years. i had an oxfam tabbard on at one glastonbury when they were on the main stage. a disabled woman in one of those electrical scooters and her ten year old daughter came up to me on the edge of the crowd for help. her wheels were clogged with mud, it was a properly wet year, they wanted to get back to the campsite. so i pushed her all the way through the mud for about half an hour, to the sound of editors on one of the stages. she had learning disabilities as well as not being able to walk. we got to some massive puddles and we were stuck so a load of drunk lads picked her up and carried her over. that was the period of glastonbury where there were a lot of pissed lads about. it was still a bit wilder and disorganized then.
i got her back to the disabled camping. i was talking to her daughter who didn't want to be there. but it was worse than that. clearly she was being neglected, both at the festival and probably in the rest of her life, clearly they shouldn't be there, clearly they had bitten off more than they could chew. at the campsite i let them go. there was something very wrong. but i didn't know what to do about it, i didn't know what i could do to help. probably not much.