Indie: Music for the flushing.

If i see one more cunt in a brown velvet vest playing a colourful fender telecaster, messy hair adrift over their pimpled red faces and yellow teeth protruding from their mouth, skinny legged jeans and a synth keyboard I WILL explode. Have these people no originality? no musical integrity? no ambition to do something different? My home town has been INVADED by the disease that is the musical genre of "Indie", and it has served as the thorn in my spine since.

I think it might be my own doing, you know with the whole becoming bitter with the music industry, growing older or not understanding the whole thought process associated with "indie" but I do seriously doubt its endurance as a musical genre. How could it survive? It all sounds the same to the majority of people listening. Indie is possibly on par with the now somewhat deceased "Emo" trend whose foul musical onslaught and obvious, but badly done, culture reproduction raped the fertile music industry not to mention the quality of music everywhere and left it a quivering broken husk of its former self.

What is the fascination with bands that have nothing more to offer than the band before them? Is it the human need for routine or the misunderstood feeling of only liking comparable entities, or are people just lazy and don't have the drive to find different music or are afraid to explore a broad spectrum of music and musical influence? I really would like to have more faith in the music listening population of the world, but its not possible when there are so many people set on being irrational, idiotic, mindless, insensate, passionless, pointless cattle.

In conclusion I would like to point out that The Bloc Party are possibly the shittiest band I've herd in a long time especially on the broad spectrum of international acts. Their music makes me physically ill.

M