I thought i would give this article some context for those of you not living in the UK. Steven Wells is not a journalist to take seriously. He thrives on writing antagonistic articles about whatever takes his fancy and has done for over 20 years(he wrote for the NME from mid/late 80's on). I used to look forward to his wind ups of the latest uptight music snobs on a weekly basis.
For what it's worth i find him quite funny(i still buy vinyl too) and am glad he is still around to wind people up.
Please don't get upset about this, it is the type of article that you need to take with a pinch of salt and i don't think it has crossed the water too well!
So, he's kind of like a dickhead, with a pen in his hand?
After 20 years, isn't it about time to learn some new tricks?
Upset was not the feeling I experienced when I read his drivel, it was more like disgust, at the thought that an ass-wipe of such immense proportions was allowed a public forum, but in todays world of shock journalism, which places the quality of the content at the bottom of the list of attributes, I think I should be immune to this kind of crap by now.
He's entitled to his opinion (Although if I understand you correctly, it's not really "Opinions" he chooses to write about, it's inflammatory crap meant to get a charge out of his audience) and the freedom to express himself, but that doesn't mean I have to like it, or read it. Maybe it is a cultural thing, as far as to how well it plays over here, but we have plenty of acerbic media jerks here of our own, so I doubt it makes much of a difference.
I am aware that there is a "Tabloid" press that is a little different in style to what we are used to over here, a good reference that comes to mind would be the lyrics to Joe Jackson's "Sunday Papers", so I can imagine how it would be better received in the UK.
I still hope his I-Pod explodes in his front pocket! :thmbsp:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GnaUL8OpBck
Sunday Papers
Mother doesn’t go out any more
Just sits at home and rolls her spastic eyes
But every weekend through the door
Come words of wisdom from the world outside
If you want to know about the bishop and the actress
If you want to know how to be a star
If you want to know about the stains on the mattress
You can read it in the sunday papers, sunday papers
Mother’s wheelchair stays out in the hall
Why should she go out when the tv’s on
Whatever moves beyond these walls
She’ll know the facts when sunday comes along
If you want to know about the man gone bonkers
If you want to know how to play guitar
If you want to know about the other suckers
You can read it in the sunday papers, read it in the sunday papers
Sunday papers don’t ask no questions
Sunday papers don’t get no lies
Sunday papers don’t raise objection
Sunday papers don’t got no eyes
Brother’s heading that way now I guess
He just read something made his face turn blue
Well I got nothing against the press
They wouldn’t print it if it wasn’t true
If you want to know about the gay politician
If you want to know how to drive your car
If you want to know about the new sex position
You can read it in the sunday papers, read it in the sunday papers
Sunday papers don’t ask no questions
Sunday papers don’t get no lies
Sunday papers don’t raise objection
Sunday papers don’t got no eyes
Sunday papers don’t ask no questions
Sunday papers don’t get no lies
Sunday papers don’t raise objection
Sunday papers don’t got no eyes
Read all about it, sunday papers