life_of_tom (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} life_of_tom) wrote,@ 2009-06-25 23:23:00 |
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Strange, the things which catch you off guard
http://www.nme.com/blog/index.php?b
That's an obituary of Steven Wells, who was amongst the most amusing and inspiring of the music journalists I remember reading when I was younger and more intense, and when I really, really cared about music to what seems like an almost pathological degree. Honestly, I look back on the way I felt about bands I loved, and bands I hated, with a weird mixture of embarrassment and pride, mingled with the thought that I might have lost something, an edge which probably made a lot of things harder, but was, in its own spiky way, admirable.
Steven Wells was awesome. He raged, he loved, he hated, and he always made me laugh when eviscerating some terrible band in the NME. I hadn't really thought about him or his writing in a long time, and now he's dead and it seems like I can say 'I read his stuff, when I was young.' My god, when did that happen? I always thought somehow I'd be writing by now, and thought that writing with that kind of passion would be a thing that was somehow within my reach. I haven't done it. I'm not sure why but I suspect it boils down to laziness and a lack of focus. Have to do something about that.
I didn't realise he directed a Manics video. I've just listened to half the Holy Bible at eleven o'clock at night now.
Steven Wells RIP.
http://www.nme.com/blog/index.php?b
That's an obituary of Steven Wells, who was amongst the most amusing and inspiring of the music journalists I remember reading when I was younger and more intense, and when I really, really cared about music to what seems like an almost pathological degree. Honestly, I look back on the way I felt about bands I loved, and bands I hated, with a weird mixture of embarrassment and pride, mingled with the thought that I might have lost something, an edge which probably made a lot of things harder, but was, in its own spiky way, admirable.
Steven Wells was awesome. He raged, he loved, he hated, and he always made me laugh when eviscerating some terrible band in the NME. I hadn't really thought about him or his writing in a long time, and now he's dead and it seems like I can say 'I read his stuff, when I was young.' My god, when did that happen? I always thought somehow I'd be writing by now, and thought that writing with that kind of passion would be a thing that was somehow within my reach. I haven't done it. I'm not sure why but I suspect it boils down to laziness and a lack of focus. Have to do something about that.
I didn't realise he directed a Manics video. I've just listened to half the Holy Bible at eleven o'clock at night now.
Steven Wells RIP.
