Wednesday, September 5, 2007

I Hate New Rave

What great news. The Klaxons just won the Mercury Music Prize. Let's all jump around until 4am waving glowsticks and pretending we are gay and high on E.

Teenagers are cunts. I say with almost without exception. Every generation of teenagers finds a new way to be complete cunts in the eyes of that which went before. From the Generation Xers and their guitar-solo killing grunge who were actually okay, through self-harming Slipknot freaks, through emo pussies, and to the current dayglo paint smeared poofters, teenagers are almost ubiquitously absolute pricks.

These new-fangled idiots have gone the other way, though. Whereas before people would get more violent, depraved and bedroom-bound, this generation found it impossible to go further that way, so they became complete dicks, put on pink and yellow t-shirts, and went to Creamfields as boyfriend and boyfriend, being sure not to hurt any Ladybirds on the way.

It makes me not angry, but sad, that these kids can sit there and think that their culture is somehow important, somehow valid and somehow of relevance in 2007. But you know what makes me even sadder?

That, to them, the music they claim to love is just an accessory to an image they claim to identify with.

If you think this rant applies somehow to you, then stop being a sheep, grow a spine and read the review below. Then go to the shops.

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