Pennywise wrote: ↑
Wed Mar 06, 2019 5:20 pm
kingclyde wrote: ↑
Wed Mar 06, 2019 4:25 pm
Let me speak to you in manner you may feel is appropriate to your aspirations regarding youth. You can use it when you next stand outside Westfield chirpsing buff gal innit.
Aiight bruv. Manz was gonna give you air, but bare heads is lookin an I dint mean no merk no one. All manz is sayin is dat tune is tune, and nang tune is nang tune. No matter if da singer is sick or rinsed – sick tunes is sick tunes. My ends, I can listen to any tunes an its all good. Jus kotch blud. Kotch.
Just don't tell them about all the wizard music. You'll be ostracized in seconds.
My aspirations regarding youth? I'm not entirely sure that sentence a) makes any sense or b) is relevant. I was pointing out that you were gently ribbing (I fucking hate that term. I feel dirty) Nev on being an older chap pretending to be cool, whilst you are an old man yourself and have posted of being a fan of Idles.
By the by, I bare red dat in Steve Frys voice and it was bare funny, innit.
A “fan” of the Idles? Mate, my days of being a fan of any musician are long gone. Apart from my boys, at whose gigs I become a complete embarrassing fucking fanboy. I am a truly embarrassing Dad.
I listen to lots of music. And I can enjoy and appreciate anything from Opera to Jazz, from Prog Rock to Soul, Punk to Folk and all stops between.
I do like to listen to new music, but I cannot take credit for discovering any of it. Now there is no Old Grey Whistle Test, it’s all but impenetrable to me. Too much choice. I'd need whole days to browse what is now available on my PC. Instead, I rely on my kids saying “Dad, listen to this – think you’ll like it”. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don’t. Some of my older boy’s heavier thrashy stuff is too much for me (you’d love it). Some of my younger boys grime stuff is also too much.
Quite often I will see an addition to one of my Spotify playlists I don’t recognise which my boys have left me, and discover a new band I’d never heard of. This week it is Drenge. Never heard of them. But my older boy rates them so I get to listen to music I’d never have discovered otherwise. Slightly Bowie inflected rock - good stuff imo.
I have always tried not to be judgmental about music. Not think of old people’s music or young people’s music. Good music is good music, regardless of who is singing it.
My kids can sing along – word perfect – with Sinatra or Thin Lizzy, Bowie or Etta James, The Smiths or Joy Division. But the music they write and play is nothing like these. I’m sure they all go into the creative melting pot when they write their own stuff though. A process I find utterly mystifying - I couldn’t do it if my life depended on it.
Safe, bruv, safe.