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Bad Vibes: Britpop and My Part in Its Downfall£9.99 Free DeliveryRRP: £12.99 | You save: £3.00 (23%) In stock | Usually dispatched within 24 hours |
First, you fail. After four years of gigs no-one attends, songs no-one hears, perfected haircuts no-one sees, late 80s Camden - where Shane McGowan is lord of the manor, pubs close in the afternoons, and dance music rules - is no place for a cultured singer songwriter like Luke Haines to be. One too many heavy afternoons on the red wine and you hit the bottom. The only solution is to record a demo in your flat, form a new band, and think of a pretentious name...From heady tours in the early days with Suede through Cool Britannia, success in France and failure in America, to the break up of the Auteurs, the death of Britpop and the birth of new projects Baader Meinhof and Black Box Recorder, Luke Haines has the inside line.In acerbic, hilarious prose he tells of gigs in France with Pulp and the Boo Radleys, of getting on with New Order but not with Elastica, gives a verdict on the Blur/Oasis scrap, and explains how it felt to lose the 1993 Mercury Music Prize by one vote (and spend the early hours of the next day in A&E). Plus the fights, the sackings, the press, and the drugs..." Bad Vibes" is a scathing, blackly comic memoir from a legendary figure in the music world of the 90's who is variously heralded as the pioneer, the godfather, or the forgotten man of Britpop.
Arrow Books Ltd (United Kingdom) | |
2009 | |
9780434018468 | |
Paperback - 256 Pages |

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Taking Aim
dkennedy | 20/03/2009 | See all dkennedy's reviews (1) »
The message of this book is that there is litte reward for talent and ridculous wealth for mediocrity, but Haines' bitter pleasure in realising this fact is exquisite. Cursed by real talent, Haines is doomed to the shadowy margins but finds there the perfect sniper position, and my God can he snipe! The The, Oasis, Blur to name but a few get it right between the eyes. My personal favourite is his description of Brett Anderson as being more Grange Hill than David Bowie - how's that for accuracy? Critically astute, hilariously poisonous and completely aware of his own arrogance, this is the work of that most dangerous of creatures, an articulate rock star. Highly recommended.
He Don't Like Britpop (oh-no) - he flippin' hate it!
sonofstan | 27/12/2008 | See all sonofstan's reviews (46) »
































