Ever like something which you know is it a bit rubbish, really?

but those are the best records aren't they?

"Hello Allison": the song that took Grand Royal down

the who

For some reason, I really like Fuzz Lightyears even though I'm certain that they're not very good. I saw them last night and it's the third time I've seen them in about six weeks which is slightly too often.

As far as I can tell (and I hope this isn't really the reason) but I think I might like them just because I fancy the singer.

I have their first single. It's alright in (yet again!) a crappy indie way. (I must really be an indie apologist).

chicks on speed.

chicks on speed.

No, because Chicks On Speed ARE really good and therefore don't count. Do you see? It's quite simple.

Yeah, this happens to me all the time. It's never lasting though. I used to usually end up buying the album and enjoy spinning it a few times. Then I return to it a few months later, slap my forehead and say "Oh gosh, this _is_ crap." That's why mp3s are so nessecary; you can download the single and key album tracks without guilt. I can always delete them later, right?

Quite frequently. I love all rubbish indie music as long as it's shiny-eyed and tousle-haired and bedecked in fairy lights and falls offstage from drinking far too much. In short, I love rubbish indie that doesn't take itself too seriously. (I like lots of indie that does take itself seriously as well, but that's not the stuff I feel I need to defend on threads like these...)

I was going to write about mo*ho*bish*o*pi here, but I rambled on for ages and I've just cut it because, really, I don't think they're rubbish. I know everyone else on this board will think they're absolutely dreadful and I can see why, because, yeah, even I curl my toes sometimes (some of the single b-sides were appalling, a couple of the a-sides were a bit dodgy), but I'm really enjoying the album. It steals the riff from Box Elder and I've forgiven it, that's how cute and chirpy and loveably shambolically enthusiastic it is. The best tracks are the sound of caffeine, vodka, cheap penny sweets, hand-made t-shirts and that smoke machine smell, an internal struggle between being young and dumb and living the rock'n'roll cliches and trying to sound articulate and too smart and cynical for all that, all compressed into two-minute bursts. Similar applies to Mclusky, too. So HA. Lynch me if you want, and you probably will.

Of course, being the perennial indie snob, if I *hadn't* happened to pick up their corking first single from before they contributed a rubbish track to a rubbish Fierce Panda 7", signed to V2 and attracted the attention of a Mr Lamacq, would I still have bothered? And will I still listen to the album in three months, or even a fortnight? Hmm. But this is a thread where those aren't important concerns. When/if I take up my token ILM pro-dumb-UK-indie poster stance on other threads, I should worry about those first, but I'm not going to this time around.

I liked the Boo Radleys for about 3 weeks, does that count?

What's even stranger about all of this is I liked them after hearing them on Lamacq, which normally I wouldn't dream of doing unless I'd known about them for ages. Hmmm, je suis un indie snob, methinks.

Hey Rebecca, I was hating Mo-Ho-Bisho-Pi long before they even had any records out, having seen them on the Newport gigging circuit (which my band has yet to crawl out of myself - being Newport's answer to the Posies isn't fashionable) for years, having had them talking up by my local paper as Newport's answer to Flaming Lips and all sorts of crap like that. So NA NA NE NA NAAH! to your "I loved them first so I can be first to hate them".

All said with my tongue planted firmly in my cheek. It's amazing how many friends of mine think my sheer hatred of the Welsh music scene (Manics, Stereophonics etc) is based on them all being more successful than me, whereas my hatred is really based on how utterly pedestrian and boring their music really is. Sigh. Sorry to digress but I had to say it. 8-)

being Newport's answer to the Posies isn't fashionable

Even worse is that you share the name 'Rob Morgan' with the Rob Morgan of Seattle's legendary Squirrels, who I'm friends with, and who has known Jon and Ken since they were wearing their hair Cure style and has had them perform on his albums over the moons. The point being -- you *should* be feted, but you're not, because you're in the wrong damn location! ;-)

Ned, you have solved a mystery that has puzzled me since I bought "Failure" all those years ago - why WAS my name on the inner sleeve? You have made my year (as long as you don't include the month when my band had their CD played in a bank in Seattle for a month - another long story)

It's all fun. If you wish to see what your counterpart does for a living, off you go to Poplust, aka the Squirrels website. Drop him a line!

"Wanted: Dead Or Alive". Particularly when he starts whining that he's a cowboy, on a steel horse he rides.