Blurred by the Big Brits Brandishing the Bird!

What a difference a thirteen million world-wide selling album makes eh?

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, the other night saw the seven millionth annual Adele awards (sponsored by Barclaycard, EDF Energy, McDonalds, Mastercard, Pepsi, Coke, Budweiser, Lloyds TSB, Nike, Adidas, ……. ** snip ** ….. and it has to be said, I have actually gained a bit of respect for the chubby multi-grammy award winner Adele after she flashed the bird to the cameras after the seriously annoying James Corden ushered her off stage due to the late running of the live event. Personally, if I were in Adele’s shoes (although a size 8 might be a bit too small) I’d had knocked the fat tit to the floor due to him being about as funny as waking up with your thumb stuck up a paraplegic’s arse!!!

Another interesting part of the other night’s Adele awards was the story of Ed Sheeran. A remember a few years back writing a Blog entitled “come on my face-book”. In case you never read it (shame on you if you didn’t) the Blog in question was based around Radiohead releasing an album without a record label the need for up and coming artists and bands to go without label representation and simply promote themselves. I had a few disagreements at the time with certain people, but, never being one to say I told you so … I told you so!

Ed Sheeran, in case you didn’t know it, has made his record career out of his own ideas and own self-promotion with the help of Facebook and other Social Networking Channels and, to be honest here, has made a pretty good fist of things. His music isn’t really my cup of tea, but hats off to the young chap for getting off his arse and not wasting his time traipsing around record company after record company knocking on doors and being told to f-off and come back later! An Adele award on the mantle piece is another example of ‘showing the bird’ to the record industry although be it slightly Hippocratic accepting the actual award, but, hey ho!

Also, the Adele awards wouldn’t be the Adele awards without the regular bore mongers that are Warmplay (Coldplay for people reading this Blog for the first time). Yes, the lovely chaps who your Nan would love to see turn up on her doorstep with her granddaughter once again got Vivienne Westwood to design some more ridiculous suits to wear and pose for photos wearing the usual different coloured tape on their fingers. Yawn yawn yawn!!! Boring boring boring! Sleep sleep slllzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ……………….. ** goes to sleep for a million years **

Finally, with regards to the Adele awards, I do have a few issues with a certain band who I (used to) consider one of the finest bands of all time – Blur! The one time four fresh faced cheeky chaps from Essex have made some stunning albums during a quite brilliant career (as well as some brilliant Sol stuff to boot)

Now, we all know about the infamous and rather funny Brit awards of 1995 when Blur scooped the board and Dave Rowntree hilariously wrote “Dave” on the side of his face as a dig at Prince’s “Slave” writing he had shaved into his grid, but I think Blur have grown old un-gracefully. Don’t get me wrong, I think its good news that they re-formed as there are a lot of shit bands who have re-formed and made complete arses of themselves (Black Grape being one IMO).

But what really gets my goat about the whole Blur reunion thing is the sponsor ship that comes with it! Gigs in Hyde Park in association with Vodafone, Virgin, etc, etc absolutely stinks of corporate greed/bullshit! This what I can’t understand about Blur as they certainly don’t need the money and have obviously changed their tune since the days of Damon Albarn voicing his anger towards big business and corporate involvement in music and all things to do with the bail out of the British banks a few years ago! Stinks of hypocrisy if you ask me!

As for their performance, I know they came in for a certain bit of criticism for their ‘rustiness’ during the Adele awards. Alls I can say in their defence is can anyone name a band who has ever performed well during an awards ceremony? Answer = no!

So, apart from ITV showing ‘Brits Extra’, ‘Brits Backstage’, ‘Brits Aftershow’, bowing down to sponsors, Etc, etc, what next for The Brits? To be serious, it needs to BE British for a start! And when I say British, I mean it needs to be less glitzy and glam with a bit more controversy and honesty like Adele did when she was fumbled off stage

As for certain over weight comedians who present the show and shove certain over weight singers off stage – they need to be left at home … chained to the treadmill!!!

Mol

The Grammeys - What a Load of Whit!

I think everyone who reads these (now few and far between) Blogs will know of my utter resentment of award ceremonies. However, there is a special twist to this years award’s as there has been a death in the family! Goodness gracious!

In case you didn’t know, a few days ago Whitney Huston did her best impression of Jim Morrison and bit the dust in the bath! (Please, no missing bodyguard jokes and they’re just not right and they’re certainly not ok!!) … sorry!

Her sad and rather premature (but hardly surprising) death was then, rather obviously, followed by The Grammy Awards were celebrity after celebrity like LL (I’ve suddenly appeared out of the blue after x amount of years because someone famous had died) Cool J stepped up to the podium and said their little piece about the sudden departure of Ms Huston with tear jerking embarrassment that would have woken the speaker of the House of Lords!

So, with so many do-gooders and ‘close friends’ getting up to the Grammy’s Stage and filling more Kleenex’s than a teenager in his bedroom with super fast broadband, I do have one question for these grief-stricken stars who “miss her so much” – where the fuck were you when Whitney Huston was in a dark place injecting drugs and drinking herself into oblivion? Where you with her then guiding her into rehab? = no! Where you arranging her to make a successful comeback and maybe clean up her act? = No!

So, cue the bandwagon-jumping and the money obtaining by association!

Whitney Huston is still warm and possibly kicking and no doubt her ‘close relatives’ are queuing up at the doors of publishers and newspapers to say how she was “so special to her” (ITV2 is even showing The Bodyguard tonight). And, of course, radio stations and TV Music stations will no doubt have a ‘Day of Honour’ coming soon! Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for people celebrating the lives of such talented singer songwriters, but I draw the line at the behaviour of certain Charlatans who barely knew Ms Huston by saying they were ‘close’ and know her last words if you want to hear them … for a price! blah, blah, blah!

Which finally brings us to her record label: Sony! Ah, lovely Sony! The all seeing and conquering Sony who have sparked fury and controversy this week by putting up the price of Huston’s albums by 60%! SIXTY PERCENT!!! This is nothing short of disgusting (you could even call it Grave Robbing)

So, like Jacko and Winehouse, the vultures are circling, the records are being pressed and the money is about to flow!

Welcome to the world of musicians who are worth more dead than alive

It’s certainly not right or ok!!!

Mol