Saturday, February 2, 2019

You Can't Trust Them

You Can't Trust Them
Tell me, how would you expect a spoiled fucker like Mick Jagger and his band to deal with getting caught stealing his music? Wouldn't you expect some asshole with a business education, who became the pet of all the business assholes in the music business so his fame could outlast all the artists from his time, wouldn't you expect some totally detached star, who hasn't lived in the real world since Kennedy was shot, to ignore his wrongdoing and expect the whole crowd to go on loving him? And wouldn't you expect him to have the money to grease the palms of all his friends in broadcasting to keep his music in the schedule for him, where it can reach out and assault his fraud victim in the store where his music is playing? And you're supposed to think the Rolling Stones are still good because they're still on the radio. Does it work? It sure as hell doesn't work on me. I nearly have a stroke from having to hear his voice in music after his crimes with my music. They took more than Nothing but Ashes, by the way, which is a gorgeous song that has been utterly ruined by their molesting crime. They took 'just a few songs, mate.' I may not rewrite them before I die.

And do you think you're safer listening to their older songs? No fraud band is worth such a step. You can't trust them anymore. Where did they get their first round of hits? Who knows? But you can't trust them. In fact, from what I've learned, artists in their forties were much more vulnerable in the 1960's because they lacked modern copyright protection and the younger predator stars all knew it. And so did their predator managers, who are more like violent gangsters when they're showing their true colours. Since younger performers often covet the sophistication of an older artist's music, the climate would have been ripe for all kinds of violations back then. The poor, unprotected, older artists were helpless against false arrests and incarcerations at the hands of lying up-and-comers intent on stealing new music. But now they don't get away with such horrors for real, so they just try to get away with it in their imaginary broadcast bullshit world. They just take the song and lie about the artist they stole it from.

Accidentally Blown
Affinity
Aggression-Depression
All My Money
Apostrophe Unneeded
Arise
Assault
Asylum
Babydoll
Bad News
Beguiled
Bird of Prey
Blazon
Bonkers
Brown Lullaby
Business
Busybody
Candy Hearts
Canopy
Careful
Casual
Chair
Cheer
Class
Close Rendezvous
Clouds
Comfort
Conflict
Conscience
Contented
Control
Conviction
Crybaby
Currents
Decent
Delightful
Denial
Dignity
Disenchanted
Doors of Love
Dun
Easy
Ectomorph
Empty
Energy
Epitomes
Everything
Fantasies
Faraway Places
Figments
Fishface
Flimsy
Flounder
Fool
Fool's Paradise, This
Foothead
Forgiveness
Forgotten
Fortune
Free
Frenetic
Friday's Child
Friend in Need
Fun
Goddess
Godspeed
Gr. Moose
Gran
Grumble
Hairball
Harmony
Headlong
Heartstrings
Heretic
Homage
Homeless
Hot
Hunted
I'll Wait for Your Love
Impressions
Insidious
Innocent
It Makes Me Wonder
It's Not You
Juice
Justice
Laura-Li
Leg It Up
Lifeless
Linger
Loose
Lucky Lech
Magic
Make-believe World
Mambo Fever
Mayhem
Meanest Joke, the
Meantime
Meat Hooks
Mischief
Mistaken
Mixed Feelings
More Sold Out
Morning Shorelines
Motion Cautionary
Musician
Natural
Nonchalant
Next Best Thing
Nonplussed
Nothing but Ashes
Oblivious
Ooga Balooga
Orbit
Orcastra
Out from Under
Outside
Passion
Past the Limit
Pathetic
Penitence
Plow
Practice
Preteen Queen
Promise
Prone
Puzzles
Ram
Ransom
Redemption
Redundant
Respect
Rugged
Rules
Rusty
Sad Anger
Sanctuary
Satellite Sam
Sense
Selfish
Sentimental
Shabby
Shambles
Simper
Simple
Size
Slings and Arrows
Smile
Soliloquay
Space 2009
Special
Spellbound
Spoils
Stagger
Stress
Stultified
Suicide
Sunny Skies
Survival
Targets
Telepathy
Temperance
Tenseness
Therapy
Thrown Stones
Tinsel Heaven
Together
Together Again
Topsy-turvy
Tricks
Tumble
Tunnel Vision
Tycoon
Ugly
Unabused
Underachiever
Uneven
Untoward
Vanquished
Virtue
Visions
Wallet
Wayfarer, the
What Do You Do All Day?
Whiner
Whore
Widen
Wild
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