The other night I watched “Kill Your Friends”, a movie about A&R men set at the time when Britpop was at it’s peak, which doesn’t sound like a particularly fascinating subject, but I really enjoyed it.
Not least because – oh, and spoiler alert – James Corden gets horrifically murdered quite early on.
The justification for his untimely demise? Perfectly reasonable:
- Not knowing that Guy Stevens, the producer of The Clash’s “London Calling”, was dead, and had been since 1981;
- Not knowing that Paul Weller writes his own songs;
- For considering signing Menswear.
I’m with the script-writers on points 1 and 2, but 3….hmmmm.
Generic, tail-coat hanging Britpop-by-numbers it may be, but I really like their Nuisance album, and I especially love this: