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Steve Watts 14
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Reg: 1/6-12
Posted: 2013-05-13 11:45   » Website

Hello - Steve Watts here...

I don't know about you, but as a kid back in 1984, I found the sight of grown men and women launching themselves down a flight of steps whilst apparently enjoying multiple-orgasms over the prospect of owning a brand new toaster, somewhat odd.

Having sex with toasters probably isn't to be recommended much anyway.

This strange, quasi-religious behaviour didn't take place in a Church as such. God was nowhere in sight (he'd probably had his fill of toast anyway, and was probably preoccupied in creating the "Panini") , so...Leslie Crowther would have to do.

(Apparently, the great jazz pianist, Thelonious Monk, was a huge fan of "The Price Is Right", when it was first aired on American television in the mid 1950's. In fact, as legend has it, he would dress up in his best suit, shirt and tie, and then climb into bed to watch it...very odd!)

Personally I preferred "Supermarket Sweep". The thought of running amok in a Supermarket and having free reign of the alcohol aisle must have appealed to my adolescent rock 'n roll sensibilities, as did trashing a few aisles whilst throwing pots of yoghurt and the V-sign at the store managers. This particular Adolescent Fantasy stemmed from my years of shelf-stacking in both Safeway's and later, Morrison's after leaving University.

I was particularly proud of my neatly stacked yoghurt pots which went totally unappreciated by both manager and buying public alike. This job was infinitely preferable to working in Argos, where I was instantly and somewhat embarrassingly recognised as a former member of Demon; ah! such is the life of a rock 'n roll superstar!

I suppose a long string of then mainstream retail jobs to support my 'muse' has resulted in a now, almost pathological hatred of shopping, particularly in Supermarkets, although having the lighting strips in Sainsbury's trigger acid-flashbacks certainly didn't help (this did however trigger off some rather interesting conversations with brightly glowing tins of consummerables and a large fridge).

Hmmm, this makes me think of those contestants again on "The Price Is Right". I reckon they must have been plied with copious amounts of mushroom tea before being herded into the studio...which would explain why that toaster seemed so damn appealing. Not only could you create a quick, cheap and tasty snack, but you would also be able to converse for hours on the infinite subtleties of toasted sandwiches; the evolution of the "Waffle" (and who the fuck came up with the word "Waffle" anyway?), and just why, God in His infinite wisdom, was taking such a long time to develop the 'Panini'?

Anyway...I digress...

(and also now have to link all of that into the rise of "Thatcherism" and the Music Industry in the 1980's)...ah yes...


But first...a few definitions:


As a creative artist, you have the inalienable right to be recognised as the creator (author) of your work, regardless of any contracted obligation or copyright law. In a nutshell, this means that you have the right to have your name identified with the work and also the right to object to anyone messing around with it.

The 'Moral Rights Act' ( 1988 ) deals with the more abstract creative concepts such as an artist's original creativity, reputation and integrity (as opposed to economic constructs inherent in Copyright law).

So for example, let's say that God eventually gets around to creating the Panini and allows his most trusted angel, Gabriel (who by now has set up a reasonably successful cosmic catering business) to invest in it, distributed it, and sell it to Mankind. God licenses Gabriel to act on His behalf to do this and a 'Contract' is created which sets out the rules of how this will be done; how the Paninis will be distributed to the various Café's on Earth; how they may be developed; and outlines how this will all be financed and how any eventual profits/payments/royalties for use of the idea/product will be split.

So, a deal is struck, signatures signed in blood, and Gabriel's company ("The Cosmic Butty") puts up the money in advance to get it all off the ground (or off the cloud and down to Earth as it were). Who knows...God may even get a financial ADVANCE (which he will inevitably have to pay back to Gabriel's company) but hey! Who cares?! It's a great idea and they're all going to be filthy rich; famous; and give a much needed publicity boost to God's ego.

Finally, another company is created to provide an extra ego-boost and 'publish' God's creation by selling the idea to anyone who's interested (sub-licensing) and collecting certain other royalties attached to this on God's behalf.

Sounds good doesn't it? However, poor old God in His infinite wisdom has forgotten one thing...


(* The inalienable right of the "holder" of the creative work to copy/reproduce and distribute it, as bound by the agreed terms of the contract)

Regardless of the fact that God originally created the Panini, he is now far too occupied, creating new and exciting variations, (the 'Houmous, Sun-Dried Tomato and Black Olive Ciabatta' for example, to be bothered with all the boring stuff like actually selling and promoting it, and hands over all of the RIGHTS of his work, to Gabriel.

He 'licenses' these rights to his most trusted servant for a specified period of time (or "term"), after which, these rights come back to him. His agreement may be exclusively (usually the case) with Gabriel (no other company can 'own' the Panini) or non-exclusively (it can be shared with other companies). Regardless, God has sold his idea (and the use of it) for the term of the contract - he no longer 'owns' it...Gabriel does.

It all sounds good in theory, and regardless of the fact that the contract is relatively unfathomable, God simply shrugs His shoulders and gets on with experimenting with the new and exciting 'Bacon, Brie and Cranberry Baguette' He is developing.


(*Royalty shares based on the usage, publicity, sales and reproduction of the creation: split between the Copyright Owner; the Creator, and several other greedy bastards)

Unfortunately, whilst half-way through the creation of the 'Tuna and Cheese Melt', God realises too late, that his trusted servant has decided to take on an equally God-like persona and manipulate the terms of the contract in "God's" own image.

(The argument to support this practise is largely based on "Chicken and Egg Theorem")

Thus through the arrogance of perceived 'ownership' and whilst having the audacity to create the 'Hot beef and Gravy Baguette' (ugh!) and thus dragging God's moral and creative integrity down to new lows, God, inevitably, gets a bit pissed off and thereby, casts Gabriel down into the fiery pits of Hell.

Gabriel (not too happy himself with this), decides to don a rather fetching, if somewhat scary, new "Hells Angel" fashion design and move into Music Management.



(* It's the Publishers role to sell and promote the Artist/Creative work in anyway fittingly possible and to collect the resulting royalties from the various companies (who all take their cut), and distribute a percentage of these royalties to the creators (Composer/Artist/Author, etc), (after taking their own cut of course). Publishers can 'farm out' their duties and responsibilities in various ways (and to other Publishing Companies) and also set up 'Sub-Publishing' deals in other areas ("territories") around the world.)

So let's say the Japanese market has a particular craving for 'Smoked Whale and Dill Mayonnaise on Granary Bread'; well, this may be best handled by a Japanese Catering Outfit who not only knows the lingo, but also the intricacies of that particular market. Thus, the "Sub-Publisher" is born (who of course take their cut). Royalties filter through (eventually) to the original Publisher, who then distributes a percentage to...etc, etc.

Yeah ok, the Sandwich analogy is growing a bit stale (bum bum !), but if you imagine your nice Butty, consistently having a bite taken out of it by the various parties who now "own it", then you can possibly imagine the few crumbs that are left for the person who actually created it are not that particularly appetising!

Now...let's talk about Music...


Steve Watts 11: 05: 13 Twisted Evil
[Edited 2013-05-13 12:20]

746 posts
Reg: 5/5-06
Posted: 2013-05-14 07:02
It was indeed the 'come on down' phrase, from Mrs Crowther, that created those ears on Mr Crowther Laughing

746 posts
Reg: 5/5-06
Posted: 2013-05-14 07:34
You know, the music biz is a minefield out there if you rely on your musical creativity to be your bread and butter - boom boom!!

Having said that, it can be quite lucrative if 'The Price Is Right'! Smile
[Edited 2013-05-14 07:40]

Steve Watts 14
13 posts
Reg: 1/6-12
Posted: 2013-05-14 08:38   » Website
Ha ha! Hey Giles - I'd forgotten about Leslie's ears! Lucky Mrs Crowther!!

Part 1 of this blog was written in 'The Stubbing Wharf' pub in Hebden Bridge whilst facing the pubs enormous fresh sandwich board, so I simply couldn't resist it!

Part 2 coming very soon...

746 posts
Reg: 5/5-06
Posted: 2013-05-14 08:51
Leslie was Phil Lynott's father-in-law you know? Not a lot of people know that. Wink Cool
[Edited 2013-05-14 12:18]

746 posts
Reg: 5/5-06
Posted: 2013-05-14 08:55

[Edited 2013-05-14 08:55]

Steve Watts 14
13 posts
Reg: 1/6-12
Posted: 2013-05-14 10:25   » Website
Giles wrote:
Leslie was Phil Lynott's father-in-law you know? Not a lot of poeple know that. Wink Cool

Yeah - I seem to remember that somewhere from my dim an distant past! no there was a great performer I would have loved to have been in a band with.

One of my favourite Lynott performances is of him duetting with Julie Covington on 'The War Of The Worlds' album - very versatile performer and a great shame he is no longer around...
[Edited 2013-05-14 10:27]

746 posts
Reg: 5/5-06
Posted: 2013-05-14 12:06
Agreed Steve.

Saw Lizzy live and they were great - especially Phil.

I loved Phil Lynott's work, he was a great songwriter. If I had to pick a song it would be "Old Town (This Boy Is Cracking Up)" from "The Philip Lynott Album" - nice chord changes, nice melody, nice lyrics.

The Corrs did a BEAUTIFUL (aesthetically too Wink ) version of it:
[Edited 2013-05-14 12:18]

Steve Watts 14
13 posts
Reg: 1/6-12
Posted: 2013-05-14 14:24   » Website
Ah! Would have loved to have seen Thin Lizzy live - on my list of gigs when a time machine is invented.

Great version of Old Town by The Corrs there Giles - thanks for that!
[Edited 2013-05-14 14:28]

Space Dog
198 posts
Age: 53 years
Reg: 3/5-06
Posted: 2013-05-15 02:18   » Email
Yes guys, thatīs it: I saw Phil in Hamburg at the age of 16 accompanied by my father.
My fatherīs opinion to the (i wonīt call it GIG) concert was:
1. fascinating light show
2. this man could do what he wants to. The guys would jump off the balcony if he would ask them to...

Nowadays i know iīve been within a special audience and had the great luck and honour to watch one of the worldīs greatest musicians ever (my father has no idea yet i`am sure - i think he still believes in my brother in law "Pascal Kravitz" (formally known as germany`s best rock keyboarder and nowadays playing with Peter Maffay and Joe Cocker and ... many more like Motherīs Finest and so on.. i' am bored to mention them all since i have not seen him for 20 bloody years... you might imagine what i think about all this hype since i have studied, made a diplome, worked as an architekt and as an informatic engineer and now iīam unemployed and donīt know how to get along after august)......
So, what did we talk about??? Okay Phil Lynott...
Yes, i love him!

PS: No, really: Phil was one of the greatest!!
There are a few famous musicians worshiped, but the only ones i really miss are Phil and Freddy. I have got no relationship to Jimi Hendrix or any one of his age collegues or Kurt Cobain or whoever. I think there is nobody following yet to Phil and Freddy to fit in this extraordinary lack of musical competence.

Hopefully my opinion brings some effort to the discussion... otherwise: sorry!
NP: silence

31 posts
Reg: 24/3-10
Posted: 2013-05-15 05:23
I was twelve when Phil died.

Which means I discovered Thin Lizzy way too late. All that is left for me is the music of one of the most brilliant bands ever and one of the most fascinating people in Rock'n'Roll music. I even sang for a Phil Lynott-Tribute band for a while, which made it painfully clear how much a bog-standard rock singer has to up his game to come even remotely close to all the little details and, well, quirks that brought out the emotion in Phis voice.

@ Space Dog: without wanting to add too much insult to injury, I also rate Pascal Kravetz very high - but if it's any consolation, he's nothing compared to his father, Jean-Jacques Kravetz, who played with Frumpy and subsequently Atlantis, two of the very best rock bands Germany has ever seen...

746 posts
Reg: 5/5-06
Posted: 2013-05-15 06:49
Hey hey! Jailbreak! Nice on Steve.

Saw Lizzy on their 'Thunder & Lightning' tour - which eventually became their farewell tour which eventually lasted longer than Kajagogoo's crappy career!!

My bro saw them at Belle Vue, Manchester (not long after the release of Live & Dangerous) but he always went to the 'classic gigs' like Zep at Knebworth and Floyd performing 'The Wall' at Earl's Court - grrrrrrr!!

I always recall getting particularly emotional when I heard Brian Downey talking about Phil on a radio interview just after his death, he talked of seeing this awkward lanky black boy playing football in the playground - the mental image brought tears to my eyes.

lordherzkatheter, I concur re Phil's voice (I am a vocalist too) - he had great expression and emotion.
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