I know that picture is enought to prove my point, but i can't allow myself to leave it there. Now i have lived my life according to the music that runs through me for as long as i can remember, never have i been exclusive to one genre (Although Hip-Hop is where the heart is) Rock and or Roll, Indie, Pop, Electro, Dance etc. All of these genres have helped shape the well balanced musically gifted S.O.B who writes this here blog, I have drawn my musical inspiration from all corners, from T.V and films to my lifes own experiences and even the experiences of others, but never and i mean NEVER have i opened a copy of the "pop" magazine above without my immediate response to whatever untrue, irrelevant or just straight 25 minutes being and i quote "FUCK OFF" So when i wandered into my corner shop to pick up a yazoo, some smirnoff and a bag of skittles ( Thats how a party starts round my parts) and caught a glimpse of the downfall of my generation my reaction was no different to any other encounter, i popped my party nececceties on the counter to pay took a deep breathe and let it out "FUCK OFF" but there was something different about this profanity. Half way through i stopped and took a closer look just to be absolutely sure of what i was seeing, unfortunately my eyes did not decieve me and i had infact just seen the real conclusive proof that not only was i not a connoisseurs of popular culture but rather it had fuck all to do with me, am i old? or is my generation fuking stupid?
Of course i had to get to the bottom of this, so i thought the best way to understand MY generation was to indulge in what was considered "cool" (if kids still say that) So i went home and checked all sources of entertainment for what would be considered "Cool" i was in luck, E4 was my first source as it is home to such shit as "skins" and "The Inbetweeners"So i set a reminder on my digital box that from 10-12pm i would be endouring 2 hours of "Cool".
With a few hours to kill before my stories i decided to see if anything on the radio struck a new chord with me. I didn't have to wait long before i heard the voice of my generation, and that voice said "Shabba" I am of course talking about that waste of oxygen, hair gel and Private education George Lamb. Now i don't know about you but i remember when a music radio show was well organised, well punctuated and well...good, apparently thats not how they do it now, the new breed of radio is mainly 5 ppl in a studio talking over each other about their opinions on the "Current Events" when i say current event im not reffering to the new President of the free world, or the ecenomic crisis that has hit the western world, im talkin the current events that entail "just how drunk did you get at the BRITS" and "Lily Allen did WHAT?" and inbetween this riviting topics a few songs were played, i wish i could remember them , or who they were by or even how they sounded but i do remember something. They were fucking aids, that's right i reffered to music as aids, a hideous virus that engolfes your whole body and slowly kills you from the inside out and leaving you full of regret and sorrow for you now and your kids in the future. (Well fuck thats how it made me feel). But of course i can't just sit here and slam Lamb (Rhymes) because in reality its not his fault, there have always been george lambs in the world of music, it's just that now its they that are considered the elite. I suppose we will have to live with that. LONG LIVE DANNY BACON THATS RIGHT I SAID IT!
(What a Fucking Institution>>>>>>)
10:00PM (OH YES IT'S TIME)
SKiNS is On!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i took a comfortable seat for this programme as i had a feeling i was going to FUCKIN LOVE THIS SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT!
I mean the characters are 16-19 years old, (as am i) based on the adverts every 15 mins on E4 they seem to be all about the fun and going out and partying. (Sounds good) But alas i am 5 minuites in and my big leather seat that had provided such comfort for my viewing of friends and scrubs prior to this has now become an instrument of torture in the hour of my life i will never get back or want to relive i will refer to as "Zero hour" Now you must realise i did not plan the viewing of this thing just so i coud bitch about it on t'internet i genuinly prepared myself for my life to be replayed on national television for the whole world to see and maybe finally they and i will realise that the 1989-2009 generation are the promise of this great land. But Hey-hum t'was not meant to be, instead my generation was displayed as a bunch of fucking assholes who take coke like its cola and smoke the tweeds like we're running out, they then continue to get into fights with the "gangsters" of this specific part of town. Now growing up in Brixton south London i think i can agree that nothing says gangster like Mackenzie Crook (that mother fucker would shit me up right proper) now the big Mack (which is what ill refer to him as) seems to run a whole council estate with an iron fist and no back chat, now from what i gathered this estate consits of 3 seperate blocks and about......20 residents, (the recession must have hit real hard in Skins world) now i remember when my estate was run by a skinny 5"3 white boy with shoulder length blonde hair and a face like a pirates of the carribean character, shit was hard. But we prevailed with the help of a fresh off the boat african boy whose accent was about as authentic as......i cnt even think of anything faker so ill just go with a cliche' "Jordans Breasts" (OH YEAH I SAID IT) Now i don't wanna sound a lil recist in saying i know an african accent when i hear it...but FUCK i know an African accent when i hear it.
(Fucking Scary aint he)I wish i could give you some depth into some of the other characters ( OOOOH SHIT THEY WAS DEEP ALRIGHT) but after seeing my life so well portrayed on the small screen i had to go and sniff some coke, smoke a spliff and have unprotected sex with my closest female friend at a party before having a fight, and fucking loving it. (AKA had a little bit of a cry in my room because my lofe would never be as complete as to be on hard drugs and having the aids before i turned twenty, IT'S NOT FAIR WHY DID I HAVE TO BE RAISED IN THE GUN AND DRUG CAPITAL OF LONDON, ILL NEVER GET MY LIFE TOGETHER LIKE THAT)
I apologise if this is a bit of a ramble and shit don't make sense but i just had to put my pain to pen (well keyboard) BTW: i dint watch inbetweeners cos that is just FUKING SHIT!!!!!!!
LONG LIVE KEVIN BISHOP!!!!
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