I’m afraid my opinion of French music—as adduced from the music channels in my Brussels hotel room, D17, C-Star, RFM in some Brussels bars & others—is that it is AS WEAK AS PISS. This is my overwhelming impression year on year. And then I see a video like ————– & I feel almost physically repulsed; I find it contemptible! I find it RISIBLE, my understanding of the word “risible” being somewhere between laughable and contemptible. Too bad to be laughable. Worse than that. And oh yes, there is the Ladyboy in it as well. Of course Kendji Ladyboy Girac is in it. That tells you everything. Honestly, is this MANLINESS? Is there any MANLINESS left in France? We have all in Europe become so effete, so emasculated, but nowhere it seems to me worse than in France. If, if, if their music is any guide. I try on Youtube to find something more interesting, with more guts, more balls, more oomph, but only can find Maitre Gims, Izia, perhaps. Oh but is English music better? 19 Ed Shit Sheeran songs in the Top 20? It is modern music. 2007-9 was like a golden age—massive tunes from Timbaland, Furtado, Timberlake, Kanye. Music these days is as weak as piss, as is the male condition. We need a return of the barbarians—reason for the triumph of Trump perhaps, and rise of Marine Le Pen, more balls than any man in France. Stand up for your own culture, be like a wolf. You think me anti-multiculture? No way. I am pro-multiculture—but multiculture with balls, with your own spirit. No self-castration, and self-emasculation, no self-sterilisation, no self-surrender, no self-diminution, no self-suicide. Stand up like lions for your own culture, and let in all the full exoticism and colour and fruit of other cultures, too. But no, not this weak as piss effeminate weak as piss Ladyboy Kendji Girac surrender. Theresa May has more balls than any male politician in Great Britain.
4 days into my 5 day holiday and I’ve only heard one good song, Black Strobe’s “Girl from the Bayou”. It is nice to have two music channels on my hotel TV here in Brussels but MTV Viva only plays pretty mainstream stuff from the charts (and only has music in the mornings anyway), and D17 by contrast plays a lot of French music which is great, if only it wasn’t all so weak and rubbish. Where are the Alizees these days!? The Berenices? Something with a bit of punch. Yes, French music but with a bit of oomph behind it. Massive tunes. The best music channel I find these days is Go TV in my Vienna hotel. Really interesting great songs old & new which I have never heard before.
I love David Bowie’s mid 1970s wasted look. He nearly killed himself with coke addiction but he looked so cool, and musically he was at his absolute best I think. The first of the Berlin albums, Low, being his greatest album, to my ears at least. Heroes, slightly less good, and Lodger less good again. But Low, his arrival in Berlin, was his high point in my opinion; plus his work with Iggy Pop on Idiot and Lust for Life.
Calvin Harris is clever—churn out one piss poor weak track after another but put a stunning, half naked model in the video so perverts like me have to watch it from beginning to end every time it comes on. 4.30 already, and I haven’t left the hotel.
John Newman and Sam Smith seemed to gently emerge at the same time, and I always got confused between the two of them (one might say they merged at the same time they emerged), but then Sam Smith went stratospheric, and John Newman just stayed where he was, I don’t know why. A tragedy on both counts, no doubt. Calvin Harris’s stratospheric rise is also a mystery to me. His songs are so weak, and his beats as well, and yet not a week seems to go by without another chart-topping Calvin Harris track. Some people have the incredible skill of making immense capital out of very little discernible talent. Every Calvin Harris track is so forgettable and weak, yet he rakes in millions nonetheless. The Orient Express barmaid is probably the best memory of this holiday.
The single biggest difference in my experience of travelling B.W. Before my Wife and A.W. After my Wife is: music channels. Music videos are such a sheerly pleasurable enjoyable part of life, why on earth would you delete them all from your hotel TVs??? It makes no sense to me. You have 200 boring news and soap channels, yet not a single joyous music video channel? Where is the sense? After the revolution. Just wait and see. After the revolution. Strippers won’t have to pay a house fee to work in a pub or club, they will be PAID to work there, like the old days.
So my departure for Nuremberg has been put back till 2.25 so that is the day one I can use my pass on. Three hours to kill in Gare du Midi. After the demise of all the bars inside the station I have come out to Place Horta next door and try the Brasserie de la Gare. Jupiler 3,50 a “Pint”. What happened to all the good music? Did it all stop in 2009? Back then JT, Beyonce, Timbaland, Furtado, Kanye, were all doing amazing things. Now even their stuff is poor. Icona Pop’s I Love It is the first good song since 2009. Apart from that brief spark of genius, all music these days is depressingly awful. Even Lady Gaga, awful songs these days. What happened to Bad Romance, Poker Face, Paparazzi—oh yes, all 2009.