Sometimes I sit at my desk and wonder what it could have been that killed and eviscerated and covered in boiling oil my once fine and true passion for music journalism. Then I'll get a message like this, and I'll go "Oh", and make an expression with my face like this.
I mean, I don't blame this PR in particular, he's just doing what they generally do, but, by God it's like the entire industry has had its imagination yanked out through its nose by one of those Egyptian hooks.
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Joe Gamp [joe@outpostmedia.co.uk]
Date: 2008/10/9
Hi there!
I just wanted to check if you have received the new Death Of The Neighbourhood album in your postbox as yet? It's the new project from Stephen Jones AKA Babybird.
Death of the Neighbourhood is an electronic punk album, a two chord manic messianic monster throttling death by the neck before giving it the kiss of life and making MUSIC, "the most beautiful fucking thing in the goddamn world". Expect skewed, grizzly hip hop beats with a harsh, punk-rock ethic, and plenty of critical observations about the death of the community, and the embrace of a scary, new world. Let me know what you think and whether you would be happy to put this on your lovely website in any way
______
PS: I have heard this record and it is so bad I actually yanked it out of the CD player and broke it in half. True story...
1 comment:
I love the classic overly familiar tone when writing to a BCC address list full of people he doesn't know and has never spoken to.
Why not just write: "Hi Bill, I know you've got a website that covers gothfolkmetal fusion music. I'm plugging a new artist called Quim of Saachi, and I'd like to send you a CD. If you're interested, could you kindly send me your address? Thanks etc."
Surely it's then the flack's job to decide that this music is "the most beautiful fucking thing in the goddamn world"? No? Just me...
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