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Lollapalooza 2007: The calm before the storm

Had an interesting day in terms of getting a visitor pass (the Midway kiosk was broken), and getting into the hotel (they didn’t have our names on the reservation, only the name of our fearless leader, who was in Kiev), but about six glasses of Jack Daniel’s made all of our problems go away. (As Homer Simpson will tell you, alcohol is the cause of, and solution to, all of life’s problems.)

The weather forecast isn’t nearly as bad as we feared. It’s only supposed to get up to 87 degrees, which is a huge improvement over, say, the 105-degree heat of 2005. First up: the Fratellis, who hit the stage before lunch (11:45). I’m also particularly stoked to see Polyphonic Spree, and it’ll be interesting to see if LCD Soundsystem can live up to their ridiculous hype in concert. Stay tuned, kids. In the meantime, go watch Daft Punk’s videos on YouTube and start working on your robot dance.

Will Harris brands Jack White arsehole

It’s only fair, after all, what with this NME article, Jack White brands journalists lazy.

In the short piece – which is undoubtedly part of a longer rant, but you know me: as a journalist, I can’t be bothered to confirm that – White declared, “Journalists are inherently the laziest people on earth. Even in the age of Google, they don’t do any work to check what they’re writing about. I’d say 90 per cent of what they get is from the press release. We have fun putting things in there – like in the press release for ‘Elephant’, somebody inserted a joke about how none of our studio equipment was made after 1963. Before you knew it, people thought we wouldn’t touch a piece of equipment unless it’s 60 years old or something! It gets to the point where you’re answering questions based on a joke somebody made.”

Okay, first off, if I’m putting together a piece and it falls to me to provide a fact or figure, then I absolutely confirm its accuracy before I place it within whatever I’m writing. Honestly, who wouldn’t? White’s right about one thing, at least: in the age of Google, where just about any answer is available at your fingertips within mere seconds, there’s absolutely no reason not to check your facts.

But, see, here’s the inherent problem with White’s jackarsery: why in the hell would a journalist Google something from a press release?

Dude, your band put the fucking thing out! I mean, I write press releases and bios for bands all the time, and I would never knowingly and willfully put a fake bit of information into either one of them. Why? Because there’s a very reasonable presumption that you’re going to include accurate information in those things!

Similarly, while I know bands love to just make shit up to fuck with the writers that bore or irritate them, there’s no reason for most writers to presume that the person they’re interviewing is going to give them a statement about themselves that needs to be fact-checked. One of my first-ever interview was with Sean Kelly, lead singer of The Samples, and he fed me eight kinds of shit about the various between-album hobbies of his bandmates, offering claims that one of them followed ornithological pursuits, while another made mirrors in his spare time…and me being a squeaky-clean young intern, I ate it up like it was ambrosia, running his comments intact in the piece.

Ouch.

Now, mind you, years later, I ended up writing The Samples’ official bio, and a not-very-chagrined Kelly apologized with a laugh, saying it was all in good-natured fun…and I was cool with that.

This, however, isn’t cool at all.

This is Jack White, one of the biggest alt-rock figures of the 21st century, basically telling the journalists who’ve praised their work for the last several years, “We put a bunch of bullshit in our press releases, and if you accept it at face value, then you’re a lazy dumb-ass.”

Actually, I’m pretty sure Jack White’s the only real dumb-ass in this situation. I mean, clearly, the journalists he’s just railed against will be extracting their revenge in the pages of their respective publications. Of course, I’m sure he’s of the belief that it won’t matter, and that the fans will still keep buying White Stripes albums as much as they always did…and, even worse, he’s probably right.

But that doesn’t make him any less of a dumb-ass.

Video Vault – Procol Harum

Procol Harum was one of the best and oddly overlooked bands ever. Every one of their albums has something worth hearing, which is more than you can say for 95% of what’s out there today, if not a little more. Here they are blistering “Still There’ll Be More” in the ’70s. B.J. Wilson’s drumming was incredible; Gary Brooker’s voice and piano playing always a joy.

Britney threatens to kill photog…or something like that

Wow, has anyone ever had a bigger ongoing public meltdown in the history of the universe than Britney Spears? Her latest escapades found her throwing a baby bottle at, and threatening to kill, a photographer. Awesome. The photog has decided to sue Spears whose one bodyguard threw him on the ground and beat him until security arrived. According to the story,

in front of several other hotel guests and bystanders, Spears threatened to kill [photographer] Deetz and said he should get a restraining order against her because she was going to kill him or hire someone that would, it said.

Classy, Britney. Keep the freakouts comin.’

A small Victory, indeed

It is incredibly easy to get buried in publicity emails, and lose track of what you should actually be covering versus what publicists want you to cover. Our publicist (Mike Farley, take a bow) sends me, on average, dozens of emails a day, all of which scream, “Listen to this right this second!” Before I know it, a band I like, like Travis, has a new album out, and I wonder why I haven’t heard a thing about it. Seriously, isn’t it strange that Travis put out an album and the label did nothing to promote it?

Anyway, at the end of the day today, Mike forwards an email from the Director of Publicity at Victory Records. The title of the email instantly gets my attention:

I’m removing you from the promo mailing list.”

Wow, classy.

Even better, the email is a mass email, delivered to God knows how many other sites that Victory had once called upon. The body of the email is almost as funny as the title:

I have been sending you promotional material for almost a year now and have not seen sufficient action on your site for one reason or another.

If you have an issue with this, please respond within the next WEEK and let me know how this can improve, otherwise, please get in touch when you’re able to give us exposure.

Again, wow, classy.

Okay, here’s the point of my piece. I have been so consumed with putting out the fires in my inbox that it wasn’t until I forwarded this hilarious email to some of the writers on my staff that I even realized (my writers, unlike me, are still in contact with the outside world) that Victory records is in the middle of a veritable shitstorm of negative publicity. All of their biggest bands, including Hawthorne Heights, Taking Back Sunday and Atreyu, have jumped ship following charges of gross malfeasance. The final nail in the coffin came today, when former Victory Records VP Ramsey Dean wrote a lengthy dissertation for Absolute Punk about his time with the label. It has since been taken down but, thanks to Idolator and Google cache, the rant lives on. If you have ever supported this label, you owe it to yourself to read this and learn what is really going on. Racism, hookers and paranoia, oh my!

To read the entire rant (warning: it’s really, really long), click here. As a post script, I was tempted to tell the publicist that we would be delighted to be taken off their promo list, but I care so little about their product that I decided not to bother.

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