Tuesday, 26 July 2011
Oh Amy
Its testament to the obsessive nature of celebrity-ism that the untimely demise of Amy Winehouse takes precedence on wagging tongues at the bar and on the front pages in the same weekend that in the region of 100 people were callously slaughtered in Norway in what is billed as their greatest civilian atrocity since WW11
As recently as 2004 Winehouse was a classic picture of nubile fertility with sheen brushed treeses more akin to last month's FHM cover girl Imogen Thomas than the toxic waif image she'll be remembered for. Five years later her signature mantra was a bare faced refusal to agree to go to rehab and the music public loved her for it
White fans, liberal and non liberal alike were sneeringly chuffed that a white chick was sincerely holding it down in a black music genre.
She had the accolade of a modern Billie Holiday who was known for performing her best when she was both down and high.
Amy gave them that. And though she was under much less pressure to sing the authentic blues than the Holidays of the apartheid 40s she really sang the blues.
That her talent was legendary is doubtless
The dichotomy is that very forte that claimed her. Winehouse met her end like a proverbial rock nroll hero, like Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Monroe.
What will get up many peoples noses (no pun) is that she didn’t have to. There’s no drop out and get high culture here or teenage rebellion movement.
Music journalism has eroticised a superficial counter-culture that feeds on 60's nostalgia and a perverse fixation with young icons dying from an overdose of toxins earns them their place in hero worship folk lore
The medical profession have have long had a grip on the psychology of drug abuse and systems are abound to deal with them. Money buys the best and many rich and famous people have used them as conduits towards re-claiming their own lives.
Lord knows Winehouse was offered time and time again the public and private services and support to help her regain her own remarkable life and its envious trappings. But literally; no amount of money can help some-body who doesn’t want to be helped
Maybe her father who often seemed to struggle with her headstrong spiral knew something of the demons that kept her on the path to self destruction in spite of the warning signs, the diabolical performances leading to cancelled gigs; reminiscent of Elvis’s cataclysmic descent which ended on a toilet seat full of prescription drugs
These ingredients will always come to the fore when Amy Winehouse’s name enters a discussion and it’s their compulsion that will always be a wonder to us mere mortals and fated have-nots raised in the awe-imbued shadows of celebrity
Friday, 22 July 2011
Hackgate
As the Hackgate issue expands into different arenas the scource of the huge fallout is all too forgotten
The product that drove the biggest scandal to hit international media was the endless sludge of peek-a-boo sleaze reliably paid for by us.
The fact that the weekly stories essentially didn't change eludes the issue of wether the publications involved were manipulating simplistic masses without the effort serious journalism requires and making bundles doing so, or wether they were supplying cognative individuals with the information they hungered for . Indeed The Sun is the country's top selling tabloid paper and its forte is a topless young girl. It weilds such political power that it can exude the audacity to print the infamous ' The sun wot won it' headline
Former NOTW journalist Paul Mc Millan sits smugly conveying that the parasitical trawling through the hotel bedsheets of footballers and the proverbial red rag selling matter of young girls who are financially encouraged to replicate the industry is a national service, as though we would like Helen Wood to accept the £450,000 offered to kiss and tell on her night of sex with Wayne Rooney . In fact she initially shut herself away from the persistant harassment and was refused a privacy injunction
Its as though the british Freudian atitudes to sex evolved to the 'Carry ons' to Benny Hill to the red rag
A quick flick through other publications of less salacious focus expose an array of subbjects including ecology, sports, politics,profiles, health, obituaries and an in depth analysis of current events. For news of personalities, the economist has a world's most influential top 100 list. Business weekly's first four reports are in this order; the business srategies of the evangelical lchurch industry ; microsoft's support for gay rights legislation; multinational's influence on the eastern europe exodus and supermarkets competing with discount stores for east european shoppers. All much more relavent to life, maybe but they do require more sober attention and don't provide the convenient short sharp stimuli that we're conditioned towards
As the ruling bodies of our democracy propagate our moral codes daily a groundswell of networking that looks like something out of the Godfather turns the wheels of productivity . And now that the heads of all the 'families' are in the dock they are all whistling the same tune of 'it wasn't me'.
The sudden resignation of the Metropolitan Police Commissioner of London, and the head of counter terrorism, both the number one and two of the London Metropolitan police force, the personnal effacement of the prime minister and the depreciation of the world's most powerful media magnate to defendant speaks for itself as the exposure of industrialised deceipt
With their backs to the wall Mr Cameron turns tail on his loyalty to Mr Coulson with his 'If I've been lied to', garb : His attempt to be an 'heir to Blair' shooting him in the foot
The police trio blame News International and the Murdochs dis-associate themselves from the operations of any unidentifiable number of their 53,00 employees necessary for their exoneration
This, among whistleblowers, resignations, prison sentences and the Commons Home Affairs Commitee's estimation of a 12,800 name hacking victims list
Former commissioner Lord Condon said it was ' one of the saddest, most disturbing days in the history of the Metropolitan Police Service'.
Murdoch classicaly called it 'The most humble day of my life'
Still, no-body knows anything.
How genuine is their offers to purge corruption when the language of revalation is peppered with 'a scource said' or 'says one ally', because this isn't just a series of incidents, it's an established culture and it's blowing up like the Boeing pedophile case with blue and white collar towing the same fortuitous codes of operation.
Though some journalists and nameless officers have now publicly said that the hacking and blagging of bank accounts etc are standard procedure in Fleet St, there are those who haven't been picked up by this random radar. Many of those are journalists who are now stoking the fires for the potential kill as even Ceaser himself is nudged into the Colosseum floor. This will sell more press . The paparazzi pirannha leaveing nothing to waste have now afforded even Murdoch's wife a two page spread in the evening standard likening her to a supermodel
But Cameron's reference to the Labour partiy's cosying with the media magnate is a cling to the Whitehall dingy that's trying to drown him and the reds party must meet him half way because when all is said and done they are all a team in this and divided they'll fall like a house of crested cards .
There's no writing on the wall here. Lady Diana once expressed fear for her safety at the hands of her trusted circle yet after one of the world's classic conspiracy cases very little has changed
What then of the diabolical loss of Sean Hoare who had said last week 'Someone's coming to get me'. Will this weigh upon the gravity of this affair ?
Conclusively, an investigation ; in house , would take at least five years : Contacting all of the phone hacking victims could take ten . The daily hint of irrepressible pornography will distract us and the euro crises and the Somalian famine and the olympics will relegate this story to yesterdsay's chip paper
The ironic parady might be that the foam pie meant for Murdoch senior's merely dampened his jacket and ended up on the face of the hand that threw it
There's probably very little that will change.
The product that drove the biggest scandal to hit international media was the endless sludge of peek-a-boo sleaze reliably paid for by us.
The fact that the weekly stories essentially didn't change eludes the issue of wether the publications involved were manipulating simplistic masses without the effort serious journalism requires and making bundles doing so, or wether they were supplying cognative individuals with the information they hungered for . Indeed The Sun is the country's top selling tabloid paper and its forte is a topless young girl. It weilds such political power that it can exude the audacity to print the infamous ' The sun wot won it' headline
Former NOTW journalist Paul Mc Millan sits smugly conveying that the parasitical trawling through the hotel bedsheets of footballers and the proverbial red rag selling matter of young girls who are financially encouraged to replicate the industry is a national service, as though we would like Helen Wood to accept the £450,000 offered to kiss and tell on her night of sex with Wayne Rooney . In fact she initially shut herself away from the persistant harassment and was refused a privacy injunction
Its as though the british Freudian atitudes to sex evolved to the 'Carry ons' to Benny Hill to the red rag
A quick flick through other publications of less salacious focus expose an array of subbjects including ecology, sports, politics,profiles, health, obituaries and an in depth analysis of current events. For news of personalities, the economist has a world's most influential top 100 list. Business weekly's first four reports are in this order; the business srategies of the evangelical lchurch industry ; microsoft's support for gay rights legislation; multinational's influence on the eastern europe exodus and supermarkets competing with discount stores for east european shoppers. All much more relavent to life, maybe but they do require more sober attention and don't provide the convenient short sharp stimuli that we're conditioned towards
As the ruling bodies of our democracy propagate our moral codes daily a groundswell of networking that looks like something out of the Godfather turns the wheels of productivity . And now that the heads of all the 'families' are in the dock they are all whistling the same tune of 'it wasn't me'.
The sudden resignation of the Metropolitan Police Commissioner of London, and the head of counter terrorism, both the number one and two of the London Metropolitan police force, the personnal effacement of the prime minister and the depreciation of the world's most powerful media magnate to defendant speaks for itself as the exposure of industrialised deceipt
With their backs to the wall Mr Cameron turns tail on his loyalty to Mr Coulson with his 'If I've been lied to', garb : His attempt to be an 'heir to Blair' shooting him in the foot
The police trio blame News International and the Murdochs dis-associate themselves from the operations of any unidentifiable number of their 53,00 employees necessary for their exoneration
This, among whistleblowers, resignations, prison sentences and the Commons Home Affairs Commitee's estimation of a 12,800 name hacking victims list
Former commissioner Lord Condon said it was ' one of the saddest, most disturbing days in the history of the Metropolitan Police Service'.
Murdoch classicaly called it 'The most humble day of my life'
Still, no-body knows anything.
How genuine is their offers to purge corruption when the language of revalation is peppered with 'a scource said' or 'says one ally', because this isn't just a series of incidents, it's an established culture and it's blowing up like the Boeing pedophile case with blue and white collar towing the same fortuitous codes of operation.
Though some journalists and nameless officers have now publicly said that the hacking and blagging of bank accounts etc are standard procedure in Fleet St, there are those who haven't been picked up by this random radar. Many of those are journalists who are now stoking the fires for the potential kill as even Ceaser himself is nudged into the Colosseum floor. This will sell more press . The paparazzi pirannha leaveing nothing to waste have now afforded even Murdoch's wife a two page spread in the evening standard likening her to a supermodel
But Cameron's reference to the Labour partiy's cosying with the media magnate is a cling to the Whitehall dingy that's trying to drown him and the reds party must meet him half way because when all is said and done they are all a team in this and divided they'll fall like a house of crested cards .
There's no writing on the wall here. Lady Diana once expressed fear for her safety at the hands of her trusted circle yet after one of the world's classic conspiracy cases very little has changed
What then of the diabolical loss of Sean Hoare who had said last week 'Someone's coming to get me'. Will this weigh upon the gravity of this affair ?
Conclusively, an investigation ; in house , would take at least five years : Contacting all of the phone hacking victims could take ten . The daily hint of irrepressible pornography will distract us and the euro crises and the Somalian famine and the olympics will relegate this story to yesterdsay's chip paper
The ironic parady might be that the foam pie meant for Murdoch senior's merely dampened his jacket and ended up on the face of the hand that threw it
There's probably very little that will change.
Monday, 18 July 2011
The great Gil Scott Heron. 1949 – 2011
The protagonist of 'The Revolution Will Not Be Televised' achieved in that track a phenomena way beyond a musical hit. That statement that the tune is, will stand as a pillar of conciousness beyond our lifetimes, possibly for all time, prickling the subconcious of the supressed and suppressors alike in all circumstances; galvinising protest and disrupting the sleep of despots verbatim. What a contribution to class struggle. It is such an uplifting statement of observation but its strength lies in its personalisation, in that it resonates in us individually as one of the most significant mantras ever recorded. Coming out of the violent intense 60's it teems with bravery. Its essence is its purity , and irrespective of its synchronism with instruments, it is uncompromising . So much so that it pioneered in the raw yet melodic delivery of its content that hasn't been equalled in 40 years. Gil Scott Heron's grounded physical presentation made him appear genuinely accessible. 'In the bottle' and 'Home is where the hatred is' bellow with humane empathy and a wisdom you could call Orwellian ; 'Whitey's on the Moon' In spite of the opportunistic publicity he rejected the grandiose acolade, 'Godfather of Rap' because he wasn't a rapper, nor remotely subject to its contemporary commercial formats , although he can be attributed to the origins of political rap He was also called the 'Black Bob Dylan' to which I'm deemed to comment. There was such unpretentious clarity in his spoken word that you would never have to re-wind to understand or to grasp the lyrics. He was not remotely cryptic or ambiguous. Critics say that Gil's voice was unquestionably better than Dylan's. I am a Dylan fan and I have to rewind often. Wouldn't it have been fairer then to give him his worthy credit and call Dylan the white Gil Scott Heron if they must be so compared ? He evoked the beat generation and civil rights and the sour taste of sober reality in palatable style with sophisticated jazz grooves, bongos or mere hand clapping. A dynamic force of unbridled creativity must be respected for the humility of his self categorisation. With gratitude and respect to an incredible talent; history's greatest 'Bluesologist' |
Thursday, 14 July 2011
Wednesday, 13 July 2011
Not the best idea Ms Greer
For a lady with an inspirational cv Ms Greer is out of touch with this one What would we do with the race card ? Wave it about like the joker or get out of jail free card ? in some cases literaly It's already been so overused it's lost credibility. That's why Ali G was able to make such an automatically successful caricature Also we are not as indoctrinated with a pioneering spirit as the more vociferous americans and leading by rabble rousing would be an uphill struggle because across the racial divide most people are trying hard to make this homogenism work in an dominantly effete british tone Candidates are in short supply. The NOI doesn't make a dent, Dianne Abbot and Trevor Phillips lost face by compromising, choosing the wrong school for offspring or babble rousing Bernie Grant was daring but idealists are becoming fewer in favour of the tide which doesn't actually rock the boat and pays those in the in-crowd |
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