GLASTONBURYOFTHEMIND

Beware the 23rd of March because you will awake in a strange hotel at the top of the hill at the end o f the freeway in the city of Angels. But there are no Angels here at the top of the hill at the Luxe Los Angeles, which is miles from where it’s happening. It being whatever it is - LA Fashion Week in general and in this specific journo’s case The Linkin Park promo trail. Later today I will sit down with some aggregation or other of the Metal phenomenon – artist illustrators, rappers, Nu metal figureheads branching out on 3rd album with mega selling producer Rick Rubin. That’s the background skinny the actual music will be presented on a ”loop” listening session at the hotel sequestered for the interviews. The much-vaunted change of direction revealed for all to hear. If it’s half as good as this mornings scouring wake up refresher Lovin Spoonful’s On The Road Again (Jesus these guys covered such an emotional template they are so right in the Steely Dan first 3 albums fashion). I’ll be happy I could tell you the hotel where this momentous event will be happening what it is but I’d have to scream at you in big long shorts to a mixture of fucking rocking beats and rap samples VERY VERY VERY FUCKING LOUD DUDE. And then kill you. But I have been told there’ll be croissants and coffee too. Not exactly what the hungover jetlagged journo requires – the caffeine buzz. Or is? Take it as it comes. And wonder.. Whatever happened to the old way of doing things? Was it all Harleys roaring into the hotel lobby, mounds of white powder rather than pastries, legless lead singers that arrived with a retinue of scantily dressed babes rather than business advisors? Ahh mythical days. Possibly. At the airport the guy at desk told us Michael Jackson had checked in the day before with his kids, covered in blankets. A well adjusted life evidently stretching out before them all the way to Never Never land. Does McCartney actually think that signing up with the Coffee selling chain is going to make people give an extra shit about his new (not fab)_ gear? Can’t you just get over it pal, starting trying to look at the future or at least the present and realise that with that tune Yesterday. You mumbled a mouthful wrote your fate down in words. Must the long-suffering public be asked to carry your weight once again etc. Are we gonna hear a sob story soon about how he has to pay to get his copyrights back from Jacko. Couched in some help me save the planet bollocks? Obviously the suspense is killing Beware big self-important men who are out to save the world part 254. So Madonna has announced that – should he run – she will publically support Al Gore for the Presidency of the US. That’s the same Al Gore whose wife ran the stickering anti rock and rap campaign in the 80s. You know - back when Madonna was an edgy culture challenging threat – a target in Tipper Gore’s sights. Gore’s Oscar Winning Movie is – oh don’t the irony is killing – a favourite among the JET set class. Very popular on business class video screens apparently. Folk getting tearful over the (imported) cheese course. Madonna’s threat/promise plays into the Joe Strummer dictat “who fucks nuns will later join the church”. Maybe AL “only one voting day to save the planet” Gore reckons his warnings about Almeggedon will mean folk will have to vote for him. Five words Al - Bob Hope. And No Hope. You choose your medicine and you take it, I guess. Or not. Very annoyed that The Independent Thursday March 23rd 2007 page 5 gives Doctor David Colquhoun, a London based pharmacologist, free reign to spurt some of the medical lobby’s ongoing anti homeopathy drive. According to Colquhoun one of the problems with homeopathy is that it uses words “borrowed from science’. Such as? “Force and energy they are used in a way that has no scientific meaning whatsoever.” Well EXCUUUUUU-SSSSE ME! “Science” (Is that science PLC you vested interest protecting weasel?) owns words does it? When did it corral them up and put them in the science camp? What a load of hogwash. Haven’t you ears haven’t you heard Spank Rock, James Brown, Jimi Hendrix, The Clash, Public Enemy, ad infibloodynitum? Haven’t they all got as great a right to OWN the energy and power words as a self important self appointed lobby of pharmaceutically funded fucks? Just curious