Britpop Education

 Strikes Back!

surveying the scene along at the recent nme tour in manchester, i'd been gripped by a robust sense of deju-vu. not, you perceive, due to the bands - the line-up was rightly heralded being a showcase of all thats contemporary and innovative in todays music scene. oh, and also the killers were there too. no, the deju-vu came issued from a suspicion that weve been here before.

bryan mcfaddenthe last 12 months has seen guitar music build a spectacular leap back straight into the mainstream - somethings happening in indieland, and everyones in on it. bloc party are within the whole high ten. bryan mcwestlife is because we are part of a beard and skinny-rib t-shirt. pete doherty is in kate moss. nice, you would possibly say. to a small degree of spiky indie pop on radio 1 has out to be higher than back-to-back hip-hop songs known as conditions like ‘i gotta rather expensive watch you recognize, surely ? well, really, no. dont be fooled, kids. this ‘vital new music scene ( © over-zealous music journalists everywhere ) is nothing a little more than rehashed britpop. and as many of us recognize, britpop was fun along at the time however, same as watching ‘youve been framed, you genuinely wouldnt need out to do this doubly.

in fact, a few things are differ from the ‘original britpop, if youll excuse the oxymoron. the influences have modified - gang of four and also the clash have currently superseded the beatles and also the who like the bands out to rip off. and your average 05 britpopper concerns ipods and wedge haircuts, not union jacks and fred perry. however watching the lagered-up identikit kids along at the nme show, gazing at brandon flowers as if he was elvis lennon-rotten, its all too clear that the bastard kid of britpop is amongst us, and hes terribly a lot of his fathers son.

franzthe parallels are several. for ocean colour scene, see the normal boys. each are strongly aligned out to grand previous dames of rock ( weller and mozza respectively ), and each are derivative retro-rubbish. it doesnt finish there. dodgys ‘novelty indie mantle has also been taken by your horror that will be mcfly, and franz ferdinand offer us with the use of a ‘sans-charisma take on pulps sing-a-long-art-rock currently jarvis cocker has hung up his too-tight trousers. the killers are quite merely shed seven with the use of a slight synth embellishment, and its even been whispered jonny from razorlight appearance eerily like elasticas justine frishmann, if you do squint to a small degree. meanwhile, the libertines absolutely really undoubtedly are a shoe-in regarding the inaugural ‘nme award for services out to tedious rock clichés, which should be presented to the people by a drunk, swearing oasis. on medication. and possibly one of the disturbing similarity of all is the idea that embrace are back, and tonight matthew, theyre going out to be coldplay.

there are a couple of positives out to be gleamed, but. the futureheads plough a similarly distinctive, utterly brilliant and daftly-accented furrow like the super furry animals. the bees carry the bluetones torch for quite beautiful british tunesmithery, whereas the streets are on hand out to document the total scene just like a parklife-era blur, albeit enduring an annoyingly chav-centric manner. sadly though, these are merely rare pearls because we are part of a vespa-riding oyster.

kasabianthis new rise on your mainstream indie looks out to be very little a little more than an all-too-soon regurgitation of that which was, in truth, a pretty piss-poor scene. possibly this is often a sign that evil a&r overlords are demographically mapping our beloved different music out to destruction. perhaps bands pay a lot of time on palpating their tenderly dishevelled hair than these do by the silly business of really creating a few original music. or perhaps, only perhaps, im only a bitter mid-twenties ex-britpopper whos only jealous as a result of those kids at that nme show looked therefore bloody young. yep, its in all probability one last one. anyway, im off out to listen out to my hot-off-the-itunes bootleg of kasabians ‘challenging take on the hard work of menswe@r. madferit our post-9/11 renegade bloggers.