Every now and then ILB will get commission from elsewhere to drop a guest post that turns out to be a “little too real” for them or “contains too many references to former ECW midcarders” or “has a joke about raping a minor feminist cultural commentator in it” so they just drop me a kill-fee that I end up spunking down Shakeaway (Turkish Delight and peanut butter 4life, bb). Anyway rather than ship it elsewhere, here’s an example of it for my ILB bredders. Read more…
One of the defining characteristics of music journalists is that they’re always up for some massed collective delusions, of the stripe that make the “victims” of the Mad Gasser of Mattoon look like Shipwreck Kelly when it comes to groupthink (it’s esoteric 1930s ephemera reference week on ILB, btw). In the past, music was still “popular”, so 10 or 15 hacks would get together and decide, say, that Lethal Bizzle “said something about disenfranchised youth” or that The Distillers “had absolutely fucking anything to do with anything ever”. However, in 2010 the music industry is “in the shitter”, so they have to talk up other stuff instead. Read more…
This is from a fucking Official Twitter account, people. That means that an actual PR agent, on around 30k a year, sat down and wrote this.
I do love how that bone cancer patient lookin’ boy has just oh-so-casually got a bottle of Highland Spring dead centre of his profile there, as if he just needed to remind people that he was Scottish and wasn’t sure if some tiffin and a bag of heroin would show up in photos taken with a flash. Anyway, Alan McGee was a man from the 90s who was responsible for some bad music and is now an “industry figure” who exists mainly to cosign bullshit like The Holloways and occasionally turns up in The Guardian’s music section claiming that some random recently deceased British music figure was “the original punk rocker”. Big Al also maintained a Twitter account which, until this week, nobody had absolutely any reason to follow unless you were one of those weird fucks who will follow any “industry” “figure” regardless of if you like them or care for what they say (also, shitmydadsays isn’t funny. Just want to throw that out there). However, for one solitary week, he became entertaining. Read more…
the MJ death reinforces the sense that we’re at the end of something. Punctuates the end of neoliberalism in the same way4:16 PM Jun 25th from web
Christian Marazzi’s Capital And Language is about capitalism as hyperstition12:51 PM May 4th from web
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Sad news about Phil Spector, but having to produce Starsailor will have an effect on anyone.
about 6 hours ago from TwitterFox · Reply · View Tweet
Style of other tweets: ”Would love to go to Abu Dhabi for a holiday. Suspect that Derby might be more within my price range” and “Not wishing to put a damper on Jesus’ achievement in rising from the dead, but it WAS only for three days” suggest that Impy could well have had a fantastic career if he’d have been doing the working men’s clubs comedy circuit back in the early 70s, perhaps as a support act for Mick Miller. Read more…
After being a long time Twitter hold out, we finally went for it because, and I feel this is as good a reason as any, we made a really funny joke about Nick Griffin to a friend in an IM conversation that we wanted to share with the world, but couldn’t justify turning into a blog post or starting a message board thread for. And, really, we get enough people here googling for “I Vow To Thee My Country” on YouTube.
http://twitter.com/ichlugebullets kids, subscribe and enjoy.
Not since Charles Hamilton versus Soulja Boy has IchLugeBullets been so emotionally involved in a war of words between two of our generation’s most important voices. Can we get some Drudge Sirens up in here for a second please?
Morning, Spotifiers. In what we believe is a first in rock and roll media, we’re handing over the virtual decks on the WORD office to you, the reader. All day today (Friday 20th Feb) we’re going to play the music you choose.
There’s a collaborative Spotify playlist linked below, which you can add to and help build up. We’ll play it all day and listen to whatever you select (and we’ll choose our favourites for another, Best Of You Are The DJ list). And we’ll be playing it on shuffle, so no need to worry if you get started late. Your track has just as much chance of being played as an early addition.
And of course, you can play the list via your own computer and assess the musical taste of the WORD Hive Mind yourself.
1] Post one track at a time. No complete albums or huge runs of a single artist – we’ll delete them.
2] There are no other rules.
We’ll be tweeting our reactions here so you can see what we think of the tracks as they play. And you can monitor exactly what we’re playing right now via the miracle of our Last.fm page, which will be scrobbling the tracks live.
This week in fucking stupid ideas for web 2.0 blogs that are thankfully going to lose everyone involved with them a vast amount of money
Poppycockney: Real life London in a fictional world. Oh boy. Oh boy oh boy oh boy. Read more…