So, I’ve finally sent a slightly embarrassing and uptight email to the BBC complaining about the bizarre (and I suspect, politically motivated) decision to axe of BBC 6Music.
If, like me, you’re a listener (and can put aside the temptation to let it disappear just so Lauren Laverne’s show will vanish as well) and value the station’s admirable adherence to playing something different, why not email them too?
That idea of playing something different is key: it is why you’re reading this blog, why your idea of hell is a U2 concert, and it’s what separates us from them. It’s also why closing BBC 6Music is bizarre: offering less choice is not what the BBC is supposed to do.
BBC 6Music exists to give bands like Black Daniel a break, and an exposure to a much wider audience than the usual Blogospherical constraints.
Black Daniel are an enigma too: a band who are in it for the fun of it, yet make songs like ILoveYouButDon’tTouchMeCosYou’reSick that are too good to be merely a show-off’s cast-offs.
The song is a strange hybrid of the nihilism of Mudhoney‘s Touch Me I’m Sick and the tune of The Vaselines‘ Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam, which is as good a starting point as any.
Appropriately, the song is a scorcher: essentially one long celebration of its own excellent chorus. And for a band that appears to revel in their own reckless, gauche abandon, it’s quite affecting, lovely and even cute. A surprising pleasure.