You know what I really hate? Lots of things, really – that’s why I tend to blog about things I love, because there’s just too much crap in the world. I used to get sent dozens of CDs per month to review, and a good 80% of those were absolute bobbins. Do you have any idea how depressing that is? We got to the point where we’d whip the CDs out of the player and throw them hard against the wall to see if they’d break – partly from frustration, and partly to make sure that no other poor bugger had to suffer the misfortune of listening to that putrid bilge.
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I know this is going to come as a shock to you, but albums aren’t made by little pixies waving magic wands. Whatever dreams are spun of, Phase 1: plan to be famous; Phase 3: profit, the reality is more mundane. It’s something we accept about the film industry, because it lets us in on its processes. We understand it’s a giant corporate behemoth mired in politics and dodgy dealings, but can appreciate that this can still result in magical works of art.