Technology, technology.
I want to purchase a new compilation album by the Queens Of Noize with many intriguing London underground pop artists on it, such as Simon Bookish and The Pipettes. But it appears to be only available on something called "iTunes".
Whatever iTunes is, I can’t use it. I have Windows ME. I don’t have an iPod, while I’m at it. I feel a bit angry about this. Second-class citizenship for not having the right zeitgeisty gadgets. I’ve acquired a mobile phone. What more does the world want?
Some indie artists I like also put out exclusive material on limited edition 7" VINYL only. In 2005. Why? It’s like releasing a new movie on VHS only.
I am ready to give these artists my money, but they can’t provide me with a normal CD.
Perhaps it’s a form of tease or caprice on their part. But for me, my reaction is to just switch everything off and curl up with a nice book. I can just about work those.
If Mr Isherwood were writing today, the play based on his life would have to change its title from "I Am A Camera" to "I Am Also A Mobile Phone."
