So I was watching an interview with James Blunt last night, where they went deep talking to him about how much hate he’s had to put up with. Shit was crazy, like the time Damon Albarn refused to be in a post-show group photo with him on Jools Holland, effectively excluding Blunt from the group, but not even to his face. As much as Blunt is a proper stiff upper lip posh boy, you could see how much damage all that shit has done to him.
I’ll be honest, it’s made me re-evaluate my (and other people’s) approach to other people’s music a bit.
Fair enough, we’ve all got opinions and that’s fine. Blunt’s music does nothing for me, but it doesn’t have to. He’s out there doing it and he really seems to care about it, so who the fuck am I to chat shit about him? If I don’t like his music, maybe it’s not for me, motherfucker’s sold a few records though.
Not that I’ve spent much time having a go at him, but there are others (100 gecs, all of psytrance to name a couple) who I’ve been less than pleasant about over the years. And yeah, I know, none of them are reading my whining about their music on some niche music gear forum, but that doesn’t make me less of a cunt for saying it.
We’re all sitting on here moaning about how shit the Internet is, but like someone on there said, we’re not in traffic, we are traffic. So maybe it’s time to take some responsibility and start, as old Blunty McBluntface put it, handing out ladders instead of bows and arrows.
It’s also struck me how musically conservative forums like this often are and I don’t feel like it’s my place to contribute to that. It’s a bit fucking rich for someone that drops music as horrible as mine to start making value judgements of others’ work. And that’s what it always is, work. Something that someone has sweated over, probably re-written 276 times and probably still hates, but has still found the balls to present it to us ungrateful twats. Gonna leave the music reviewing to all them failed Rock stars like how it should be, I think.
I’ve allowed my online persona to act as a bit of an excuse to cover up cunty behaviour, and although that’s sometimes funny as fuck, quite often it relies on pushing someone else down, which I’m gonna try and stop doing.
So sorry 100 gecs.
Sorry Psytrance.
Sorry Billie Eilish and your Brother.
Sorry Dub Techno.
Thank you James Blunt.