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Why we love
our BR
(That’s
Bristol Rocks you Muppet, not British Rail).
This short article has been neither
solicited or asked for. However, I know from my experience of working in
child mental health that a little bit of encouragement goes a long way. And
as the guys at Bristol Rocks have been tirelessly slaving over said website
for a few years now I thought that it was high time that few words of
encouragement and a good slap on the back were well over due.
So why do we love our Bristol Rocks? Well,
for that one major reason really, it’s ours.
It is a site that seeks to find, promote
and encourage the REAL music scene of this fair city of ours, and does it
without prejudice and certainly without reward.
What do I mean by this? Well, Bristol is
famous for it’s more, shall we say ‘intelligent’ music. Bands like ‘Massive
Attack’ and ‘Portishead’ have gone a long way to putting Bristol on the map
as a city that produces good music. These bands show that Bristol has
educated, artistic and creative talents that run through it just as the
River Avon right through the centre of the city itself.
Much page space in the local media is
given to this kind of intelligent talent as well as to the ever popular
types of world music that emanates from the more New Age areas of the city.
All good and worthy stuff.
However, not so much copy space is given
over the majority of the music that runs through Bristol’s veins. The covers
bands, the tribute acts, the rock and indie bands, struggling folk singers
and the school and youth club bands. The bands that play in the majority of
the pubs and clubs throughout the area but that are not given any real
accreditation because they are not deemed to be ‘serious musicians’ and
their music is not seen to be revolutionary or ground breaking.
It’s a bit like you’ll never see Indiana
Jones or Spiderman winning at the Oscars. More preferred is the ‘Art house’,
clever films that the critics salivate over as it suggests that because they
get it and nobody else does then it makes them somehow more superior. And
yet, it’s the summer blockbusters that everybody actually goes to see.
And it is the same with our local music
scene. What are the bands that the crowds flock to see on a Friday and
Saturday night, yup, that’s right. Bands like ‘Whole Lotta Led’, ‘Hell’s
Bells’, ‘The Counterfeit Stones’ and covers bands like ‘Flash Harry’,
‘Doreen Doreen’ and ‘The Big Time’.
Bands like this rarely are given the time
of day in the ‘serious’ press and yet Kevin and the rest of the crew at
Bristol Rocks celebrate all kinds of music and shout loudly about the
covers, the tributes, the originals as well as the struggling school boy
(and girl) bands that are just taking their first faltering steps onto the
local music scene even thought they can often barely play three chords
together.
We love Bristol rocks because it supports
and celebrates the music that the majority of people are actually listening
to.
It has also introduced a whole musical
community together that otherwise would not pass the time of day let alone
perform together. Bands, acts and singers that heard about each other for
the first time on Bristol Rocks.
It ALSO has gone a long way to introducing
new venues to Bristol and quite a few fledgling promoters has found the
Bristol Rocks web pages invaluable as a guide when booking their first round
of bands.
Kevin and the crew have never got too
above themselves to help promote even the most insignificant event or local
artist.
From my own point it has also given local
writers and photographers an opportunity to hone their talents and develop
their craft. Several, including moi have then gone onto other things. And
yet BR creates such feelings of loyalty that no matter how far we travel,
the best and most interesting articles are always reserved for the BR editor
in chief.
So, on behalf of all of us that maintain
that thankless task of the endless grind of promoting our music and playing
to half empty pubs as well as full ones, I salute you Bristol Rocks. Thanks
for sticking by us and long may it continue.
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