NerblyBear wrote:I can almost guarantee you that Thurston is pulling Pitchfork's leg.

Let's think about this for a second. Starbucks is planning on selling a Sonic Youth compilation right next to albums by Paul McCartney and the Rolling Stones? Yeah RIGHT. All of the Starbucks CD's are by lite-rock superstars on the order of Sting and Elton John and Billy Joel. Some of their other ones are comps of African dance groups and old jazz musicians like Sidney Bechet.

Do you think Starbucks would actually play SY's music while their baristas make the coffee?

Yeah RIGHT. There is no way that this would happen. I am almost 100% sure that this is complete bullshit and Thurston is having a laugh by making shit up the way Pavement and the Butthole Surfers used to make shit up in their interviews.

Michelle Williams? The Dawson's Creek girl? Yeah RIGHT. Thurston is having fun with us.

steve wrote:

madlee wrote:there's no way around it, unless you decide to become cardew, which after years of thinking was the way, I've come to conclusion that it's akin to taking your ball and going home.

Nonsense. Everyone picks his way through the forest, and there are some ways that are uglier and more destructive than others. It is also totally normal to notice how others are making their way, and form an opinion on it. Totally normal.

tommydski wrote:I use the toilets in Starbucks but I've never bought a coffee there.

I rate their toilets 7/10.

Marsupialized wrote:to lighten the mood a bit let me tell a starbucks related story I have...
I know this girl, very attractive, french, ample bosom...she's on the internet constantly, all about the computers and the myspace and whatnot. One day we are sitting around at my old place and she's looking at craigslist, she decides to place a very lascivious personal ad and see how many guys reply. We snap a quick picture of her cleavage, stick it on the end there and send it.
Long story short she has 100's of replies in no time.
We go through a big chuck of them and she asks each guy to meet her at 7 o'clock at the Starbucks on Clark and Belmont...oh, and wear a red shirt so I know who you are. Then we start staggering them, 10 more at 7:10, 10 more at 7:15 and so on.
We go and sit across the street by punkin donuts and sit and wait.
You've never seen anything like this, I promise. There had to be 75 dudes milling about inside and on that corner in red shirts just pacing around like idiots. It didn't stop for hours, she had some of their cell numbers and she'd start calling them and saying 'I'm running late I'll be there in 5 minutes'
one dude was like 'hey, I was the only guy who is spossed to meet you here right?' 'oh yeah of course' 'well there's a whole lot of guys here in red shirts, freaked me out for a second but ok I'll see you in 5'

that was a fine way to spend a summer evening, lemmie tell ya.

Minotaur029 wrote:I wasn't going to comment on this thread anymore, but while SY has made some really ugly choices over the years, are they actually destructive in some way? I don't think you're implying that they are indeed somehow destructive (I assume you were strictly talking about some figurative forest), but over the years, the "ugly" choices of some of your friends have really upset you...I can sympathize...certain choices that people make that I would consider to be unethical (musical and otherwise) definitely offend me and I occasionally take it kinda hard. Can an artistically valid band like Sonic Youth's alignment with a major label be harmful or destructive in some way for other people/other bands...or only to themselves? (of course, in this rare case, a major certainly seemed to work for them).

Marsupialized wrote:
that was a fine way to spend a summer evening, lemmie tell ya.

Marsupialized wrote:to lighten the mood a bit let me tell a starbucks related story I have...

steve wrote:

tommydski wrote:I've worked for quite a few big companies because I am partial to food and shelter. These were not good companies and I knew it at the time. However, I really do like food and shelter. I work for an oil company now and this allows me to afford musical instruments and equipment.

This is an exaggeration of a position nobody holds, and the point you're trying to make, that it is impossible to be ethical in life, is ridiculous.

Marsupialized wrote:to lighten the mood a bit let me tell a starbucks related story I have...
I know this girl, very attractive, french, ample bosom...she's on the internet constantly, all about the computers and the myspace and whatnot. One day we are sitting around at my old place and she's looking at craigslist, she decides to place a very lascivious personal ad and see how many guys reply. We snap a quick picture of her cleavage, stick it on the end there and send it.
Long story short she has 100's of replies in no time.
We go through a big chuck of them and she asks each guy to meet her at 7 o'clock at the Starbucks on Clark and Belmont...oh, and wear a red shirt so I know who you are. Then we start staggering them, 10 more at 7:10, 10 more at 7:15 and so on....

Marsupialized wrote:to lighten the mood a bit let me tell a starbucks related story I have...
I know this girl, very attractive, french, ample bosom...she's on the internet constantly, all about the computers and the myspace and whatnot. One day we are sitting around at my old place and she's looking at craigslist, she decides to place a very lascivious personal ad and see how many guys reply. We snap a quick picture of her cleavage, stick it on the end there and send it.
Long story short she has 100's of replies in no time.
We go through a big chuck of them and she asks each guy to meet her at 7 o'clock at the Starbucks on Clark and Belmont...oh, and wear a red shirt so I know who you are. Then we start staggering them, 10 more at 7:10, 10 more at 7:15 and so on.
We go and sit across the street by punkin donuts and sit and wait.
You've never seen anything like this, I promise. There had to be 75 dudes milling about inside and on that corner in red shirts just pacing around like idiots. It didn't stop for hours, she had some of their cell numbers and she'd start calling them and saying 'I'm running late I'll be there in 5 minutes'
one dude was like 'hey, I was the only guy who is spossed to meet you here right?' 'oh yeah of course' 'well there's a whole lot of guys here in red shirts, freaked me out for a second but ok I'll see you in 5'

that was a fine way to spend a summer evening, lemmie tell ya.