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Words: John Robb
Wake up early.
8 o’clock.
Electric rock’n’roll is going through my head.
Decide not to have a wank so I won’t lose my edge and walk to the other room in the flat and start typing. Got a mishmash of columns and articles to tap out. Got a head full of ideas, a zig-zagging machine gun of stuff – gotta get it typed up before it disappears into the ether.
Plenty of work got done last night when I got back in from watching couple of great local bands, one, Dirty North play a mash up of ska, hip-hop and razor-sharp lyrics like Antic Monkeys are rattling my cage. They were supported by Mike Garry, a fantastic poet whose Mancunian street poems will make him the poet laureate of Manchester within months. When I’m writing about stuff like this words come easy and I still operate under the age-old rule of never write the first paragraph till last. Never sweat over that first sentence – just get on with it, a few words in and the word spew comes and you can be sat in a daze with words pouring out till someone phones. Or you feel hungry. Oh shit I feel hungry. I then do about 15 minutes of yoga to keep these trusty old limbs springy and then I eat. I eat like a horse! Writing is hungry work.
I return to the laptop and continue writing and then editing. Gotta get these words down before the phone starts ringing or the Internet starts buzzing. When you are one they are many and you have to organise your life! DIY is the greatest idea but it means often booking band tours for my band Goldblade on my own, sorting out deals and doing loads of meetings, as well as writing and extra-curricular stuff like helping Blackpool council with projects to make the town look, well, different than the clichéd idea of it.
I rattle out a couple of columns with the music now cranked up to full. I love rock’n’roll and I’m putting another dime in the jukebox baby. Also loving these dubstep collections you can find on the net and loving the occasional new demo but also wanna hear some good time adrenalin punk rock, Black Flag’s Damaged…mmm…let’s put that on again – the infernal energy and righteous racket matches the mood perfectly, will relatively chill out with the dubstep later.
Midday, go for a meeting with some heads who want to start a record label with me, it goes well, then have to record some TV stuff, not long after that I have to rehearse Goldblade for a couple of festivals at the weekend. Then late afternoon I will get down the gym and pump some iron – it’s a couple of hours to switch off and do something truly D.U.M.B. Dumb. Fantastic. Leave the gym with that insane endorphin rush and sit on a chair in the sun and catch up on a lot of phone calls on my mobile. Cycle home and cook my vegan soul power tea, do some more writing and then thunder off into town and check out some music and then hang out a bit before going home and trying to get through more emails before popping out to do a radio interview on 5Live. Then home and to bed.
Tomorrow, though, I will be proper busy!
Decide not to have a wank so I won’t lose my edge
Correct. The rest of this column is superfluous to this information. In fact, rest of column undermines this claims as it goes on to suggest there's no edge to wank off.
Or did I just have a massive sense of humour failure? >>> Vegan soul power mthrfckr!!!
Proof that music journo and music editor are not the same thing...
...could've done with a sub, this. No offence likes.
sorry
this probably needed an intro. we just wanted to offer an insight to what a day in the life for an average journalist is really like.
A day in the life of an ex music journalist
7am: get up, shower, breakfast, feed cats, wake girlfriend.
8.30am: drive to the dayjob that has nothing to do with music journalism and that pays my mortgage.
9am to 5pm: do my job, listen to some music on headphones at my desk, occasionalyl browse the internet, DESPAIR at what passes as music journalism from the vast majority of stupid idiots who think of themselves as music journalists.
5pm: drive home, cook dinner, watch Hollyoaks, stroke cats, listen to Gilberto Gil. Maybe watch a film, or read, or watch CSI: New York, or something. Don't write about music anymore because a; it pays fuck-all, b; everyone hates you, c; the people you see writing most music journalism have no talent, morals, scruples, or taste, d; DESPAIR, e; DESPAIR, f; DESPAIR. Think about writing a novel.
11pm: go to bed. Sleep, repeat.
I don't think it needed an intro. "A day in a life of a music critic" is enough.
Shame the rest of it reads like a six year old's show and tell.
Marvin Gaye...
Famously wanked himself silly a few times a day in a darkened room while recording What's Going On in order to rid himself of distracting thoughts while he was actually making music. Maybe if John Robb tried the same approach he'd not be such a godawful writer.
this is bad
i don't like it
"I eat like a horse!" And write like one too.
What a load of self-regarding turgid twaddle.
I don't know if this series is saying anything about the current state of music journalism, but it's certainly proving that Mr True and Mr Robb are not what they once were. "Old music journalists R.I.P.", perhaps?
Write your book Nick, write it!
Take more photos too.
See? Don't despair. too much.
Famously hilarious little boys who read DIS don't seem to understand the context of an article written by one of the best music writers in the UK. As everyone always says DIS is a great website read by posh idiots.
nick southall
wow, what a bad writer! this is one of my few visits to this site and its boys own indie hipper than thou holiness is quite hilarious. i should come more but its not a place for girls like me! the cardigan wearing male autism is laughable for a few minutes and as sexless and boring as the music they pretend to like. I just had to check some of the writing on here and Southall is typical of the dismal indie snobbery that sees the real death of rock journalism- vain attempts at hipness from posh boys desperately trying to out do eachother whilst the bulk of music carries on regardless without their silly wittering.
it's shit
but you're welcome to give us some contextual light in which we can recast things.
If you read Nick's (very good) piece on 'Imperfect Sound'...you'd realise that...
...he's not particularly trying to be hip.
http://www.stylusmagazine.com/articles/weekly_article/imperfect-sound-forever.htm
Other than that I'm not really sure what your point is. I don't know how you can measure poshness from writing, to be quite fucking honest. Do tell...
We don't get the "context"?
So it's a parody, right? Oh, the jokes on us!
And there was me just thinking that Sean referring to John as an "average journalist" was the funny part.
Oh yeah, re-reading it while knowing that the "context" is a parody; it's just funny now, instead of when it was previously TOTALLY RIDICULOUS.
John Robb is not one of the best music writers in the UK.
He is a music writer. He is based in the UK. These things are true. He is respected for his enthusiasm (misplaced though it can be - just listen to the above-praised Dirty North) and commitment to the proverbial cause. But 'one of the best'? No. Not at all. Perhaps that was the case once, but not today. Sorry.
I have lots of respect for John, don't get me wrong. Although I don't think we've ever met, we share a circle of professional colleagues, and I admire how he's stuck to his guns throughout his career. He captures the feel of an experience far better than I can. But there are many who do it better than he does. Young, hungry, desperate writers with passion to spill and ears so finely tuned to tomorrow that they will soon depose the old guard completely.
And they know full well who they are.
I mean, I've never met the guy...
...but I don't think anyone who goes into that much depth about sound is fighting a struggle for attempted hipness.
So this is what
James murphy was on about - having a pull in the morning too often.
oh no! here come the posh boys! help!
if DIS is an example of the best young writers in the UK then we really are in trouble!
Mike Diver is another example of the average, anodyne indie snob who will spend his whole life sniffing around the lower rungs of rock writing and whining about it on message boards and barely visited blogs. It's a tragic life writing about music and makes me glad that as a girl I can never be invited into its closeted male world.
Dirty North
Just had a listen to them. they sound great! but they are far too young and far too working class for the 30 year old mummy's boys on this site!
Bizarre.
While I am 30, and I do love my mother, I'm not sure I've ever been called posh before. Unless "posh" means "first member of working class Yorkshire family to go to an ex-polytechnic and get a degree". I guess I do own TWO different types of champagne glass, though.
John Robb's never been anything but a low-rent Steven Wells in terms of his writing (and I don't rate Swells, either), and his TV persona is execrable. I'm reliably informed that in person he's a lovely guy, however.
Mum!
You said you'd go easy on me in public.
And I wish I was posh.
Oh, to call upon well-to-do parents: it'd certainly help the month-to-month struggle to pay the bills, cover the rent, and eat anything that isn't a value range-sourced pasta-based meal.
That said, I do have a career in this industry; I am employed full time, and listening to music is, really, what I do for a living. And I do, just about, get by. "Lower rungs of rock writing" - no, I'm not a particularly memorable writer, but I've worked really hard to get somewhere at an editorial level so I'll happily take that over loads of passionately penned but ultimately unpaid work, cheers.
(Wow, you've really provoked a serious response! Congratulations, you.)
'... I'm not a particularly memorable writer, but I've worked really hard to get somewhere at an editorial level so I'll happily take that over loads of passionately penned but ultimately unpaid work, cheers....'
that says it all to me...the death of rock journalism in one statement! crawling and creeping your way up to the bottom rung of the journalistic ladder. How tragic!
DIS is Pitchfork without the writers, the readers, the influence or the credibility. Its like a weird debating club for about 20 sad anonymous blokes to feel important sniping away at anything that moves and then running off. Quite sad really.
If that's the case...
Why are you so bothered by it?
But anyway...
Good editors are FAR more valuable than "memorable" writers in terms of, you know, actually running a magazine / webzine / whatever. "Memorable" writers are usually temperamental arseholes with an atrocious lack of professionalism and an inability to turn copy in on time. Or else they're shit and remembered for the wrong reasons.
and why are you so bovvered old man?
When it's feeding my kids, clothing them and providing them with a home...
...I really won't care if you consider it tragic or not. Just as I don't now. But good on you for fighting whatever this fight is, as pointless as it is. The echo comes back louder and louder as the room empties but on you holler, relentlessly. To have your determination must feel like the most wonderful blessing. Have a good one.
...
This article reads as if Steve Coogan had based Alan Partridge on Tim Westwood instead of Wogan. So at least it has character.
Kells: Mr Diver is a truly fine and passionate writer. You on the other hand, you're not even a very good troll. As you said, "Quite sad really".
choo
wrong board lol
Time to look outside of the box ?
JR is respected by the Music Industry the world over for his dedication, knowledge and understanding of what is, what might be and what isn't in the world of music. His opinions are not always popular, but personal to his beliefs and understanding of expressionism over cashism....read his books and understand a little of how things work,worked and will work in the future, and if your still in doubt get out of your cosy worlds and go and see his band. Youll get a idea very quickly about what is true and what is stuffed down your faces by your government.
PollyLR
Really?
Sounds a bit far-fetched to me...
its got to that time already when mike diver pops up under a pseudonym!
this board is fun! what silly little 30 year old boys you all are!
keep the replies coming this is most entertaining!
Just been referred here from somewhere else on T'Net. Never heard of this site before and have just spent a good few minutes going round it. But baffled by the big picture of Swells on the main page- he would have loathed and detested the scum writing on the site and the sad little pricks on the messageboards. Never have I seen such a gutless collection of whining milksops. Writers desperate for a byeline trying to make a name for themsleves and failing dismally. there is not one writer on this site with the personality of Swells, Everett True, or Robb himself. In ten years time none of the Drowned In Sound writers will be anywhere.
This is a site full of writing that no-one gives a toss about read by weird indie twats who treat music as some sort of testing ground for their second hand opinions and somewhere to moanto replace their post student nothing lives. The writers on this site have no passion, no guts, no inteligence. Nothing. It just reaks of lower middle class desperation. 'It's not writing its typing' as someone one said. i can't belive the fool above who claims he got paid for writing on this site! and the sycophantic Southall prick who tries to back him up. What a couple of fuckwits. And the 3 other people who back them up on the messageboard.
Fail (again)
You'll find that I posted here before you did. Not making much sense are you really?
I hope you continue to entertain yourself. Byez now.
no you failed!!!!!
LOL
FAO Sean
have you ever considered removing the comments section underneath features? If not, surely the bilge being spat out here is giving you food for thought. I understand you're keen to promote interaction and, for what it's worth, I think that is one of DiS' most significant features but some of the turd being spouted here really undermines some of the 'good journalism' highlighted on the site.
For the record, I'm a pretty big fan of Mike's writing. So there, Kells.
I'm a fan of fan John Robb's writing so there Gee.
Don't remove the comments! they make this site hilarious and cement its reputation as being the site for the tragic bedwetter
FYI
DiS is almost 9 years old
All ex writers have gone on to have no passion and have failed at everything they've turned to.
Shit. You're right.
I agree raz. I read a lot of music writing and I'd never heard of any of the writers on here..spent the last half hour reading the site and its a really strange place. Very male. very cliched. It's a like a closeted world of average writing and 20 lost people who can't get out. at first i thought it was funny. Now i think it is sad.
pretty sure you've just taken that number up to 21
Welcome to our world, make yourself at home. You'll learn to love it.
nah Im just bored, waiting for my boyfriend to come home in a bit and got sidetracked by you silly people! next time someone mentions this website which they did once with a sneer about how bad it was I can agree with them!
Don't you just love people
who create accounts solely to attack the site and those work hard to make it happen.
Congratulations kells and Marvin1, you've joined a not-so-exclusive club.
stop your bleating fool. I'll have a go at the BNP website as well even if they are 'working hard to make it happen'
. . .
People discussing music on the internet.
Bastards discussing being bastard racists on the internet.
I'm not sure there's any parallel to be made here.
when did the trolls turn so horrible?
and obsessed with talking about posh boys?
haven't you heard?
teh internetz is serious business these days. see you at Tramlines!
do I have to explain it to you like you are really far more stupid and dull than i thought you were?
I guess a troll is someone who is not in your snooty little white boy club and this is a white boys club isn't it? reading though this site and especially the comments you get a really good idea of the way the white elite think and the way that the condescending tone of the white middle class snob is still with us in the 21st century as a black man I feel very out of place on here, it's like wandering around a Tory party convention with a very white soundtrack.
this is the most bohemian drowned in sound has ever been!
a girl AND a black man!
loving how we got from this guy's really awkward, barley-esque non-article onto drowned in sound being a sexist, racist, white centric bed wetters club (which, don't get me wrong, is quite true, but not sure it can be extrapolated from the comments under here)
Hey Marvy
The salt mine called, they're ready with your order for that chip on your shoulder. Pish and chips laddy, you're talking pish and chips.
I've got to congratulate you though, I'd thought that Robb's words would be the biggest pile of bilge on this page, seems you really showed us.
why don't you and I sort this out properly face to face?
I thought you were trolling, now it appears that you're grooming. Shucks *blushface*
Take those shoulder chips and dip them in the egg on your face.
Peace out girl scout.
Pon my word young lady, you do appear to have quite a hatred going here
perhaps this is a product of something personal in your life?
kells seems to be a bit fetischistic about posh boys
unfortunately her posts give no clue beyond that, so one can only guess, it would be more informative if she explained why she hates them so much, perhaps she feels that she has been denied an opportunity at some point by some clique?
I saw John Robb's band in 1997 and they were utter shite.
In fact I had to Google Goldblade to make absolutely sure I wasn't getting confused by the name.
John Robb will eat you all for breakfast
>> But there are many who do it better than he does. Young, hungry, desperate writers with passion to spill and ears so finely tuned to tomorrow that they will soon depose the old guard completely. And they know full well who they are.
Who are they Mike? Seriously. I want to read them but they sure as hell are hard to find. I'm not talking about someone who once wrote an academic review of Vampire Weekend, but soemone who can inside bands, who understands the great ones and destroys the terrible ones. Someone woh lives and breathes music, rather than writes some boring blog that has zero impact. Someone who bands gravitate to - or run in fear from...
John Robb is not only one of the best writers and nicest people in the music business - someone who has done more for scores and scores of bands than anyone at any record label I can think of - but he will outlive us all!
Someone REALLY doesn't like criticism of this article.
Please don't insult our intelligence whoever you are. It's pretty obvious that Kells, Marvin1 and BenMyers are all the same person. I wouldn't be surprised if that person also had some links to the author.
The article was self indulgent enough. What relevance was it for the guy to link his own band at the end? This is just farce and whoever is BenMyers et al are they are not doing Mr Robb any favours at all by association.
No, I just looked down my pants
And I'm definitely still just me.
Well in that case
I believe you. It must just be a co-incidence that three new poster have aired the same views on the same thread defending the author of an artically which pretty objectively awful. Is 'Antic Monkeys' a deliberate mistake? Am I missing something?
Ok, own up people
which one of you is this Kells character? The attack on Mike Diver was very childish and completely uncalled for. He's doing something he loves for a living and managing to get by, a very admirable career choice, something which a lot of would aspire to. I'd like to add that he also happens to be very good at what he does, his reviews/articles have entertained and informed on many occasions.
For the record this certainly isn't the best piece of music writing I've ever seen but why does it have to be? The purpose of this article was to show us a day in the life of a music critic and unless I'm mistaken this guy is indeed a music critic. You could make an argument against the value of the piece, but not the quality of writing contained within... maybe it should've been sub edited which isn't the fault of John Robb himself.
Well said
GalacticStar3ruption, well said. On all counts.
Hey Ben
Well, look at a publication like the Stool Pigeon and tell me that there aren't writers there - wide-eared and ambitious, with an insatiable appetite for the new, the progressive - who will, before long, be just as celebrated. And you find these writers at (almost) every publication - not as a flood, but certainly in drops.
Nostalgia in music criticism puzzles the hell out of me - it's great to look back and appreciate the work of a writer, but to essentially stand firm and declare that none of the new breed - with their high-speed internet connections, easy-access blogs and instant-fix downloads - are of a comparable quality is madness. Does music not grow each day? Does it not shift, mutate, evolve? It does, and accompanying critique must, too.
Nobody is a legend 'til they've outlived their audience.
Nice one Mike
I agree - Stool Pigeon is the very best print music publication out there, though some of their best writers have been round the block a bit too. I'd say their strongest writers, on the whole, are 30+. Nothing wrong with that, of course. But occasionally experience does count for something - at least in terms of getting the best out of an interviewee.
But I'm an old (though hopefully not cynical / beleaguered) twat, so I would say that.
I'd also say that nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
Oh, and...
I realise that elementary nepotism plays its part in the appreciation of what is and what isn't a good piece of writing - just as subjectivity plays its part, so too does one's relationship with the individual in question. So, I'm bound to represent on behalf of my circle of esteemed colleagues, those writers I believe to be at the top of their game; and elders in my position are going to counter with their own choices, inevitably critics of their age and social standing, who they've been friends with - or at least a professional associate of - for some years.
So, to summarise: music writing is good and it's not dying anytime soon, and we all have our favourites and enjoy debating on the subject. Yay, us!
MDx
Thanks
Instead of the positive response you gave me, I was expecting some smart arse to point out the fact I missed out a few words :) Just in case someone does...
*...of us would aspire to
*...and informed me
This is what I hate about DiS
Because there's an answer for everything, because someone thinks they're cleverer than everyone, because because because. It's not cos you 'care', it's cos you've got a forum to wank in. Can't a piece just be written without being torn apart by idiots? FOR ONCE?
...
You do realise this is the internet you're on, right? That's not a problem limited to DiS.
a troll
is someone who pretends to be people on internet message boards in order to stir stuff up. in yr case, you pretend to be an offended black man and a class obsessed girl. i don't pretend to understand you but its kinda fascinating. (and completely obvious to anyone who uses this board a lot)
anyway, yr insults dont really ring true, at least not with me. ive met just as many girls IRL from here as i have boys, and, like it or not, indie rock has always been dominated by middleclass white boys, and this is an indie rock website. yr confused as to whether yr complaining about the state of music or essentially critising people who write on these boards for not being black.
either way it's completely futile, yr like a drunk old man on a beach screaming at passing ships.
the internet
is getting worse.
yay tramlines! dont bring any girls or blacks plz x
come off it...
I write for (and read) DiS, remember. there's no chance. x
FAO: Ben Myers........
Reeds School - early/mid 90s - Mega City Four hoody?
Just wondering!
John Robb
Ooh look I'm rent a gob John Robb, I like to look tough and stand before blocks of flats just to re-affirm that I am the child of post-industrial disillusionment.
I'M ON THE INTERNET?
Holy shit! SO I AM!
back to laugh at these silly old men on here!
I thought Ben Myers was a music journalist and a very good one, surprised you 'experts' on here don't know him. But then you don't seem to know very much. Are any of you (both of you by my reckoning) into music??? or just being a bit silly on here.
'...which one of you is this Kells character? The attack on Mike Diver was very childish and completely uncalled for. He's doing something he loves for a living and managing to get by, a very admirable career choice, something which a lot of would aspire to. I'd like to add that he also happens to be very good at what he does, his reviews/articles have entertained and informed on many occasions....'
I'm Kells but apparently I'm meant to be Ben Myers as well. It's all very confusing. You make writing about music sound really, really dull from the above quote sweetie.
BUT YOU ARE THE OLD GUARD DEAR!
We need new young writers to replace people like you, people with a passion for music.
I only came back because everyone on the internet is laughing at Drowned In Sound and the silly old men who write these comments. You should see what everyone out there is saying about you but I doubt you ever leave this site. xxx
EVERYONE on the internet?
that is simply not true, kells. I just went over to Red Tube and they're all pretty supportive of the whole thing, especially the guys in hentai.
I appear to be a little late to this party
but I certainly know of very few who have such unbridled passion for music as Mike Diver does.
Wow.
I shouldn't really add to this but I wanted to say I've just been compeled to read the entirety of a very muddy argument. It's gone from some opinions on the Robb piece, which really does exactly what the brief said it would be. Some people like him some people don't. Then Kells and Marvin pop along to just personally insult anyone with an opinion different to theirs and eventually physically threaten someone...on the internet! :D Then everything becomes a blur of virtual blows like a cartoon fight in a cloud of dust. All this because someone wrote on a music website about what he likes for breakfast and whether he chooses to have a wank in the morning or not. Yes this site is full of a lot of smart Alec witisism and sarcasm but so what? We all like music and feel passionate enough to broadcast our opinions and entertain other peoples arguments. What we don't expect is personal abuse and ridiculous generalisations on what class of people actually visit the site. Go and listen to your favourite record and calm down. Does music journalism really mean as much as the music itself? Not for me by a long shot.
Your last two sentences are EXACTLY how I feel.
And that's why I find all this fucking navel-gazing so unpalatable. Music writing IS boring. Music, on the other hand, is fucking amazing.

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