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Sartre said hell was other people, Dante was all about the rings - but imagineer for me if you can...INDIE HELL.
Maybe, being locked in a branch of Topman over night whilst the same 10 track compilation of pseudo-indie blares out over the tannoy as you try to sleep beneath a pile of ill advised cardigans.
I actually did get locked in Topman for an hour when the girl left in charge of locking up didn't realise I was in the stock room sorting stuff out, stupid bitch.
The police and security came bolshing into the store 'cuz I set off the sensor alarms (which obviously I didn't realise 'cuz they're silent).
We put the music screen on for company which played the Kooks, Interpol, Dancing Days and the Klaxons... I still hate that girl for what she did!
surely Reading is a bigger hell. the 14-18-year-old haircut parade spending three days pretending to be indie and going 'crazy' with the first sup of stella touching their lips, giving out 'free hugs' (has anyone actually EVER paid for a hug?), worshipping the ground that johnny borrell and other unfortunately famous tossers walk on whilst only singing up for the big hits, all the while showing a complete disregard for anyone within a three-mile radius. then there's the carcinogenic smog that must be fought through on sunday night/monday morning when all the 'crazy' kids have stolen and burnt gazebos, tents and wellies that don't belong to them all for.. what? shits and giggles? fuck off. the lot of you.
too many kids acting like idiots who get pissy and upset once you tell them to stop acting like twats.
... with no Hilary!
only to come across Oasis.
An overlooked classic!
that is a good one
She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly She's so lov-errrr-ly
on here? swaping the odd artist and old school computer game for some?
couldn't ever get Gauntlet to load. I loved the sound of the cassette loading though!
with their trilbies and glasses of white wine.
...any Bonkers happy harcore, reggae, drill n bass, early country-blues or Relapse grindcore
... charcoal briquettes... t-shirts tucked into your shorts... sandals AND white socks... everyone around you are professional couples... everyone around you is singing that "we only want to GET DRUNK!!!" manics song that they heard on This Life... someone laughs at you for buying vinyl... someone laughs at your bearsuit t-shirt... while stuck watching a terrible band the person next to you will be going on about how they were "great on jools holland"... the crowd is HUGE for Radiohead but only dances and sing along to three songs and wanders off bemused at the end...
as well then lol!
thats what the Plan B 'singles listening table' is like.
fratelli-a-like 'indie' lot cluttering the place up now but for me indie hell would be being sent back to '91 and indie consisting entirely of
Neds Atomic Dustbin
Mega City 4
ARGHHHHH! I'm not going back! I've got so much more to live for now.
vinyl still. I'm kind of reluctant to get rid of it though, at the time it was the best.
and the senseless things as well...
ah, it was fun at the time...
Kingmaker = LOVE
Mega City 4 = MAD LOVE
Neds Atomic Dustbin = CRAZY IN LOVE!
1991 > 2008
on MC4 at least!
bound and gagged with a million people in a queue denouncing every band you have ever loved and/or saying "well I liked them before you when they were underground you don't even have their blah blah ep you don't even dress the right way to like this music"
to go to an Oasis curated festival. Carling, The Enemy, Hard Fi and the rest of the line up would be Oasis tribute bands
With someone who doesn't get any of your witty jokes / know any of the obscure bands you like / understand any references you make to anything that happened more than six months ago. And you can never leave.
Well, except to go next door, but then you have to watch an unending Kasabian set and the bar only sells hairy pigsnacks and cans of tramp piss.