Saturday, November 7, 2015
Join The Unprofessionals
But I did have to chuckle, and not in sympathy, at this riff from the Esquire interview, in which he talks about knowing all along that Oasis would be The Last of a Dying Breed, and rants at the pusillanimous professionalism of modern rock :
„They don’t want someone like Ian Brown in their offices, or Liam, or Bobby Gillespie, or Richard Ashcroft, or me. They want professionals. That’s what it’s become now.
As if Oasis et al weren’t following a bleeding script written for them a couple of decades before (and in some cases following it consciously, and wanting you to know that: hence that old ad „Primal Scream – know what I mean“ featuring Keith Moon)
Noel gets near to grasping this a few paras later in in the interview when he says that rock’n’roll is about freedom and honesty – saying „you have a duty“ to be those things. Exactly: that’s the job description of ye olde rocke & rolle. That’s the designated role: being irresponsible, random, impulsive. That’s what you’re enlisting in, when you signed up for rock’n’roll. It was well established modus misbehaviourus by the early-mid Seventies; a hoary, encrusted tradition by the time of Sunset Strip metal and G’n’R; and God knows what it was by the time Oasis lurched into view. (By the time of Kasabian and the Libertines it was what Phil Knight, via Spengler, calls pattern-work – ritual reiteration of something whose original point is lost to immemorial antiquity). Whatever edge that sort of not caring about anything / living in the moment / unbridled rapacity / wrecked recklessness / radical selfishness had at a certain historical juncture has long, long gone. Probably it ceased to mean anything by 1974. (That was why Eno, for instance, regarded The Rolling Stones as the absolute opposite of what he was about).
Rather than being proud about being the Last of a Dying Breed, wouldn’t you rather be the first of a new breed?
Die grossen britischen Indie-Bands der 80er-Jahre standen in der Tradition der Beatles und der Velvet Underground: Sie waren Kunst von begabten Jungs (und manchmal Mädels) aus den Artschools, in die man Tunichtgute aus der Unterklasse steckte. Niemand brachte ihnen bei, wie sie eine Karriere als Künstler/-innen aufbauen können. Ihre Kunst war roh, ungeschliffen, selbst entdeckt. Heute ist das (hörbar) anders: Heutige Bands sind geschliffene Künstler, ihre Kunst ist vermittelt, raffiniert, akademisch. Ihr Portfolio ist vermutlich noch sorgfältiger gemacht als die Musik.