Oh, this pissed me off no end.

I went to the Tate Modern last week. There's a floor dedicated to portraits and part of that dedicated to photography. Lots of famous people, Dame Judy Dench, people like that.

So I stop to look at this portrait of Nelson Mandela. Next to it is some girl. I go over and read the little blurb on the wall and it says "Duffy is a singer from <wherever>, she released her debut album in late 2007".

What the fuck is that shit? I don't even know this cocksucker, she's probably some passing fad who won't be remembered in 2 years and she gets to sit next to Nelson fucking Mandela in one of the most famous art galleries on the planet Earth? I mean, you might as well put me in there; just stick me next to Churchill or something.

If we're gonna put every singer from the last six months in our national art galleries then we need to recognise some of our other national icons too. Perhaps Timmy Mallet, Peter Sutcliffe, that guy who egged Prescott, Johnny Vaughan. My mom's been on the radio a couple of times, I didn't see her mug in there.

Ridiculous.

Rotten Tanx wrote:Oh, this pissed me off no end.

I went to the Tate Modern last week. There's a floor dedicated to portraits and part of that dedicated to photography. Lots of famous people, Dame Judy Dench, people like that.

So I stop to look at this portrait of Nelson Mandela. Next to it is some girl. I go over and read the little blurb on the wall and it says "Duffy is a singer from <wherever>, she released her debut album in late 2007".

What the fuck is that shit? I don't even know this cocksucker, she's probably some passing fad who won't be remembered in 2 years and she gets to sit next to Nelson fucking Mandela in one of the most famous art galleries on the planet Earth? I mean, you might as well put me in there; just stick me next to Churchill or something.

If we're gonna put every singer from the last six months in our national art galleries then we need to recognise some of our other national icons too. Perhaps Timmy Mallet, Peter Sutcliffe, that guy who egged Prescott, Johnny Vaughan. My mom's been on the radio a couple of times, I didn't see her mug in there.

Ridiculous.

In trying to promote accessibility to the arts they've only succeeded in turning themselves into a cultural supermarket of sorts.

Still, sometimes they hit the mark.

I have no idea who Duffy is. I’m voting CRAP because this alone has made me feel old. WF of 1 because it also means that it’s been a long time since I listened to commercial radio or watched TV – and that makes me happy.

dontfeartheringo wrote:All this neo-soul stuff coming from the UK reaffirms my suspicion that if i lived in London, I'd have loads of work as a drummer.

But then, I'd have to live in London.

Atlanta seems too large a city for me....

I hate traffic, and I hate eating in loud restaurants.

We can find you a nice place to live just outside of London – plenty of room, plenty of quiet, as burun says – all the Hobnobs you can eat, nice tea…easy access to London. You don’t really want to be a drummist for English plastic neo-soul singers though do you?

she seems nice enough but, make no mistake, she is just another piece of product with its associated lifecycle curve.

i voted crap but condemn not the Duff - she is yet another innocent dupe. let us face it 99% of the music you hear on tv/radio is dreadful and this state is down to the artist selection procedures of the people doing the employing.

so deeply pissed-off with this that i have been forced to take to my guitar just so i can hear the noises which reflect my relationship with the world. Duffy ain't soulless - the whole damn industry is.

i'm going to have some breakfast now to cheer myself up.

good day to you all.

We played the Entry last night.

Duffy was playing First Ave. We crossed over and watched 3 songs. Holy shit. This shit is so horrible.

I saw Germ War outside dressed all snazzy. You don't like this shit right Germ.

Right.

Duffy = Fluffy bad media creation.

That was no good however her traveling musicians' neatly pressed contempo casual digs sure looked sweet. If you're playing guitar in a rock band and your outfit costs less than 350 USD then it's just time to do something different.

Image = Everything

Duffy's rhythm section is stone ice -- locked in, aggressive propulsion with some leftfield twists to boot. Very reminiscent of Uzeda, The Jesus Lizard, and Mclusky (I believe Duffy robbed a lot of her mojo from her Welsh countrymen), if you're into that type of thing.

Also wow do they know how to dress cool. They must have stopped at the Mall of America or something. I was totes jealous in Murderapolis.

Searing guitar tones coming out of that solid-state Mesa, too. Makes you want to quit playing music when you see and hear something that good.

I left after 45 seconds of one song, it was just too good.

drew patrick wrote:Duffy's rhythm section is stone ice -- locked in, aggressive propulsion with some leftfield twists to boot. Very reminiscent of Uzeda, The Jesus Lizard, and Mclusky (I believe Duffy robbed a lot of her mojo from her Welsh countrymen), if you're into that type of thing.

Also wow do they know how to dress cool. They must have stopped at the Mall of America or something. I was totes jealous in Murderapolis.

Searing guitar tones coming out of that solid-state Mesa, too. Makes you want to quit playing music when you see and hear something that good.

I left after 45 seconds of one song, it was just too good.

You say stupid shit like this and then you wonder why people took your post in that weed thread seriously.

BTW: Duffy's guitar player looked like Hollywood on Mannequin Too.

as the quota welshman on this forum i have to give my proud, patriotic opinion of one of my fellow Cymraeg (fuck welsh culture).

even though she spoke in defence of illegal music downloads earlier this week, i must say that i am sick of this retro thang that seems to preoccupying pop music at the moment.

i like our mad Amy, lovely drug-addled thing though she is. the rest can all fuck off - you as well Duffster. go on the lot of you - and you Spiteri or whatever the fuck your name is - fuck off.

lazy, lazy, lazy isn't it, look you. make some new music you feckless bastards.

there. better now. off to enjoy a nice curry.

Peripatetic wrote:We played the Entry last night.

Duffy was playing First Ave. We crossed over and watched 3 songs. Holy shit. This shit is so horrible.

I saw Germ War outside dressed all snazzy. You don't like this shit right Germ.

Right.

Haha, good thing you linked to this because I would never have seen it.

My day yesterday looked like this:

Wear "snazzy" clothes to work because I need to do laundry and it's all I had left. After work, head over to ex-girlfriend's apartment to pick up the remaining crap I'd left behind. Head over to part-time job to pick up paycheck. Talk to ANOTHER ex-girlfriend from 12 years ago who is on her way downtown to see Duffy. Make plans to meet up. Talk to her and her friend while they are waiting in line. Show is starting, they go inside, and I go to the Triple Rock for drinks, then to another bar closer to my house where a friend is watching the Twins game. Talk to attractive girl at bar to work on my "game". She is there with someone. Go home and help friend move table out of my storage area so I can put things I don't want in my apartment down there. Change out of "snazzy" clothes and go to bed.

Funny someone saw me there, though! There were lots of babes outside.