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indy music
Mar. 29th, 2004 03:20 pmIt's not that I hate indy music (and by this, I define it as "you're making music that does not fall into the homogenized pop crapola that seems to get about 95% of the airplay these days).
I hate people who do indy music. And by this, I mean the assholes that come into the store at some ungodly hour in the morning (like 3 a.m.), when the only things on my mind are lunch, and trying to get more work done. Not, for example, helping some dipshit pseudo-producer pick a goddamn font for the business cards he felt he just had to have. And, oddly enough, most of the independent scene appears to be made up of people rapping badly to incredibly poorly mixed tracks.
Now, as I have said, I don't like a lot of the pop crap on the radio these days. However, if the alternative is listening to "rap" that sounds more like a cat with a bottle rocket shoved up his ass and then dropped in a sheet metal box, I will choose the pop crap, as it doesn't make my teeth ache.
Rules:
1) I am white. I am as white as you can get without being translucent. I therefore do not give a metric fuck how much street cred you have.
2) You do not get extra street cred by using 'z' instead of 's' to make plurals.
3) If you absolutely have to come in at 3 a.m. (or actually, any time during my shift), know what the fuck you want before you come in. I am not a graphic artist or a graphic designer. I am also not the market for these cards. I therefore have no goddamn interest in what they look like.
4) No, you can't get them for free or in trade for some copies of demo CDs. That I'm listening to Godsmack, early Metallica, or System of a Down should be a minor hint that I'm not big on most rap.
Thank you, that is all.
I hate people who do indy music. And by this, I mean the assholes that come into the store at some ungodly hour in the morning (like 3 a.m.), when the only things on my mind are lunch, and trying to get more work done. Not, for example, helping some dipshit pseudo-producer pick a goddamn font for the business cards he felt he just had to have. And, oddly enough, most of the independent scene appears to be made up of people rapping badly to incredibly poorly mixed tracks.
Now, as I have said, I don't like a lot of the pop crap on the radio these days. However, if the alternative is listening to "rap" that sounds more like a cat with a bottle rocket shoved up his ass and then dropped in a sheet metal box, I will choose the pop crap, as it doesn't make my teeth ache.
Rules:
1) I am white. I am as white as you can get without being translucent. I therefore do not give a metric fuck how much street cred you have.
2) You do not get extra street cred by using 'z' instead of 's' to make plurals.
3) If you absolutely have to come in at 3 a.m. (or actually, any time during my shift), know what the fuck you want before you come in. I am not a graphic artist or a graphic designer. I am also not the market for these cards. I therefore have no goddamn interest in what they look like.
4) No, you can't get them for free or in trade for some copies of demo CDs. That I'm listening to Godsmack, early Metallica, or System of a Down should be a minor hint that I'm not big on most rap.
Thank you, that is all.