This article, Be prepared for a year of blandness about Jack Garratt, the “Face of 2016″ makes we want to see all the “tastemakers” at the BBC and elsewhere lined up against the wall and shot.
The way all music that people who take their cues from TV and daytime radio will get to hear is decided by a tiny number of complete philistines in suits is profoundly depressing. This is “music” in much the same way as a McDonald’s hamburger is “food”.
It’s hard having to bite your lip when a friend starts gushing about how wonderful someone like Mumford and Sons are, and not come up with something dreadfully patronising in response. But it still breaks my heart when I see so much genuine talent playing beautiful life-changing music before audiences so small the gigs cannot possibly cover their costs. And meanwhile busker-level talents like Ed bloody Sheeran whose appeal is difficult to fathom are playing stadiums.
I’ve said this so many times before that I’m sounding like a stuck record. But it’s still true.