Indie music today

I have just had the displeasure of flicking through the most dreadful quality of music on Now That’s What I Call Music 84. I am most probably showing my age, but it was filled with turgid, manufactured piffle. I know that as a rule, those albums are mainly composed of pop artists but back in the day you could rely on at least some of it being good indie music – Pulp, Radiohead, Blur, and Oasis. The very best album I owned at the time was Urban Hymns by The Verve.  Today we are in the shackles of reunions because today’s bands just aren’t cutting the mustard.

We are in desperate need of a new rock supergroup to follow in the footsteps of Oasis, and start a new cultural revolution. Back in 1994, in a political climate not too dissimilar to today (growing up in a tough northern city which had been literally abandoned because of Thatcherism), Oasis – perhaps as an antithesis to the contemporaneous acid house music, most definitely wanting to build on the late 80s indie movement instigated by the Smiths and the Stone Roses and, without question, wanting to complement the growing influence of grunge pioneered by Sonic Youth and later Nirvana – took a style (i.e. ripped off the Beatles and 70s glam rock) and made it their own. But it was good. It was loud. It was fresh. It was music that defined and spoke for a generation and it was done by two normal lads who – for better or worse – fought like cat and dog, much to the thrill of the tabloids of the time.

I want to give the kids of today something else to listen to other than Justin Bieber, his counterpart Lady Gaga, the nice but bland Taylor Swift and the very worst of them all, One Direction. Where is the next indie supergroup going to come from? Remember, Oasis came when U2 and REM were riding high bringing music to the intelligentsia and that means it can happen today with Coldplay in a maturing state. The very worst thing to happen would be Noel Gallagher judging on X Factor. In the words of Thatcher, no, no NO.

Labour came into power at the height of Britpop in ’97, in the middle of a wonderful feelgood factor, and there’s much to say that they will do well in 2015. If so, we should welcome them in similar style.
Who’s in?