The punk dream -everybody can do it, don’t sit there consuming music, make it yourself has apparently come true. There has never been more bands, better bands, more genres. It’s a big explosion of sound, it is such a big market you can’t find the middle or see the edges: it is like the universe.
And now what: what is going to happen to these kids. They are eaten up and spit about by a cycle of birth, life and death and an increasing speed and there isn’t even a villain to the piece. Unlike the good old days there is no “them” counteracting “us. No record company, no publicity mechanism. It roars around us.
Panic or Arcade Fire: Vampire Weekend or Princeton? Titus or Los Campesinos… they fly through our city on the wings of a mediocre quasi-success. No bottom, no top, just a lathe of heaven like shade of gray.
i love it… in a way. it’s a great time to be listening to and seriously following music; everything is better than it was and there is such an enormous amount of quality music out there it is astonishing. No SLaughter and the dogs… no Clash either.