Era Britpop

Strikes Back!

surveying the scene for the recent nme tour in manchester, i was just gripped by a powerful sense of deju-vu. not, you perceive, as a result of the bands - the line-up was rightly heralded just like a showcase of all thats recent and innovative in todays music scene. oh, and of course the killers were there too. no, the deju-vu came given by a suspicion that weve been here before.

one last 12 months has seen guitar music have a spectacular leap back directly into mainstream - somethings happening in indieland, and everyones in on it. bloc party are actually in the highest ten. bryan mcwestlife is within the beard and skinny-rib t-shirt. pete doherty is in kate moss. nice, you would possibly say. a little of spiky indie pop on radio 1 has to remain higher than back-to-back hip-hop songs known as things such as ‘i gotta rather expensive watch you will know, surely ? well, really, no. dont be fooled, kids. this ‘vital new music scene ( © over-zealous music journalists everywhere ) is nothing a little over rehashed britpop. and as many of us apprehend, britpop was fun for the time however, same as watching ‘youve been framed, you trully wouldnt would you like to do it right doubly.

in fact, a few things are completely different due to ‘original britpop, if youll excuse the oxymoron. the influences have modified - gang of four and of course the clash have currently superseded the beatles and of course the who just like the bands to actually rip off. and your average 05 britpopper concerns ipods and wedge haircuts, not union jacks and fred perry. however wanting for the lagered-up identikit kids for 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 abundant his fathers son.

the parallels are several. for ocean colour scene, see the normal boys. each are strongly aligned to actually grand recent dames of rock ( weller and mozza respectively ), and each are derivative retro-rubbish. it doesnt finish there. dodgys ‘novelty indie mantle has actually been taken by your horror that's mcfly, and franz ferdinand offer us utilizing 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 utilizing a slight synth embellishment, and its even been whispered jonny from razorlight appearance eerily like elasticas justine frishmann, if you do in fact squint a little. meanwhile, the libertines absolutely really undoubtedly are a shoe-in regarding the inaugural ‘nme award for services to actually tedious rock clichés, that will certainly be presented an internet by a drunk, swearing oasis. on medication. and probably the foremost disturbing similarity of all is the idea that embrace are back, and tonight matthew, theyre going to remain coldplay.

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

this new rise as to the mainstream indie to actually be'>appears to be very little a little over an all-too-soon regurgitation of the thing that was, in truth, a pretty piss-poor scene. probably this may be a sign that evil a&r overlords are demographically mapping our beloved various music to actually destruction. probably bands pay a lot of time on palpating their tenderly dishevelled hair than they actually do inside the silly business of really creating a few original music. or probably, only probably, im merely 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 most likely one last one. anyway, im a hear my hot-off-the-itunes bootleg of kasabians ‘challenging take on the hard work of menswe@r. madferit our post-9/11 renegade bloggers.