
During the infancy of ‘indie’, back when it was something that individual fans felt that they could ‘be proud of’, a Grammy nomination was met with astonishment and validation. However, in the post-Arcade-Fire-wins-the-night-and-validates-indie era, it seems like random ass indie bands will get nominated every year, and no1 really cares, and we all already know that ‘indie went mainstream’. Gonna be a weird era, but we will still see the same tweets/half-assed ‘thought pieces’ about ‘what indie means’ & other gimmicky over-analysis of ‘the most coveted prize in American music.’
Coldplay! Yall are AMAZING! Chris Martin honestly dances around like a FREE spirit. It reminds me of my Zumba classes, except my instructor is this mean skinny lady and one time i strained my ankle and fell over, dislocating it, and she went on with the session, and every1 stomped all over me like I was just another yoga matt.

You too can meet Oasis’ Liam Gallagher! But only if you buy something from his new clothing range - then you can meet the surly, set-jawed man himself, in Manchester, next week. Parka-wearing gents, form a disorderly queue.
Now, I like Liam Gallagher. He’s one of the last proper rock stars - not despicably pious like Bono, not laughably wet like Chris Martin. He was a rock star who drank, swore, hit people - often his own brother - and sneered at all before him (ie us, who paid money to watch exactly this).

I already did a fairly comprehensive rant about last year’s Brit Award nominations, and when I first saw the Brit nominations for this year, I just expelled a huge sigh and asked myself, why bother wasting my energy again over a year that clearly mirrors last year’s nominations and many of the preceding disappointing years? Then I had another think, and figured "because it could be funny."
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