The Soundtrack of your Life
Che Grimsdale writes: Now that Simon Cowell's stolen Everybody Hurts, tell us about songs that mean something to you - good, bad, funny or tragic, appropriate or totally inappropriate songs that were playing at key times.
( , Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:30)
Che Grimsdale writes: Now that Simon Cowell's stolen Everybody Hurts, tell us about songs that mean something to you - good, bad, funny or tragic, appropriate or totally inappropriate songs that were playing at key times.
( , Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:30)
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Interloper
Interloper were good mates of mine from about 2001 to 2007. They were pretty average really, but good live, and besides were more important to me as mates. I was the "fifth Interloper", enjoying helping them out with gigs, promotional stuff and tagging along to the after-parties. It was always fun getting the train to Sutton Coldfield where they were based and hanging out in the rythm guitarist's big house, a favorite party spot known for wild happenings. However I slowly ruined relations over the years until finally they stopped speaking to me altogether.
I am rather obsessed by music and have strong ideas on how it should be done. Interloper were a bunch of pretty average blokes with oasis fixations whose ideas about music mainly came from Noel Gallagher. I'd get drunk with them and clash over my weird indie ideas vs their macho swagger. We were all arrogant in different ways, enough for a fight to break out one memorable time over musical differences. If you look at their website you can see that the message board has been taken down. This is after I found it and took the piss massively in true b3tan style. I thought I was being funny but it turns out I massively offended quite a few people.
Towards the end of their career the founding members had sacked half the band, got the singer's dad to pay for mega-expensive pop-production and decided they needed to move to london, with no jobs to go to. They were unsigned and rarely played to more than 20 people, but they thought they were serious stuff and were determined to get success at any cost. In short, they disappeared up their own arse, and foolishly I let them know this.
All attempts at contacting them now fail. I feel really stupid - I fucked up some really good friendships through getting arsey about music. At the end of the day, it's only music.
I know they sound like twats, and they were a bit, but they were fun to hang out with and I miss them, and still play their old demos to myself.
( , Thu 28 Jan 2010, 17:04, Reply)
Interloper were good mates of mine from about 2001 to 2007. They were pretty average really, but good live, and besides were more important to me as mates. I was the "fifth Interloper", enjoying helping them out with gigs, promotional stuff and tagging along to the after-parties. It was always fun getting the train to Sutton Coldfield where they were based and hanging out in the rythm guitarist's big house, a favorite party spot known for wild happenings. However I slowly ruined relations over the years until finally they stopped speaking to me altogether.
I am rather obsessed by music and have strong ideas on how it should be done. Interloper were a bunch of pretty average blokes with oasis fixations whose ideas about music mainly came from Noel Gallagher. I'd get drunk with them and clash over my weird indie ideas vs their macho swagger. We were all arrogant in different ways, enough for a fight to break out one memorable time over musical differences. If you look at their website you can see that the message board has been taken down. This is after I found it and took the piss massively in true b3tan style. I thought I was being funny but it turns out I massively offended quite a few people.
Towards the end of their career the founding members had sacked half the band, got the singer's dad to pay for mega-expensive pop-production and decided they needed to move to london, with no jobs to go to. They were unsigned and rarely played to more than 20 people, but they thought they were serious stuff and were determined to get success at any cost. In short, they disappeared up their own arse, and foolishly I let them know this.
All attempts at contacting them now fail. I feel really stupid - I fucked up some really good friendships through getting arsey about music. At the end of the day, it's only music.
I know they sound like twats, and they were a bit, but they were fun to hang out with and I miss them, and still play their old demos to myself.
( , Thu 28 Jan 2010, 17:04, Reply)
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