Hey all
I don't post much of anything, anywhere, cos to be honest sitting at a computer for too long bores the shit outta me. But after reading some of these latest posts, heres my two cents. I am a huge Wildies/Ginger/Everything else fan in Australia. You think you guys have it tough? There is no coverage, airplay, video play etc here. At all. Ever. Nobody has any idea who these guys are. I couldn't really give a hot shit about that, but it does piss me off that one of the most important, intelligent, articulate, and just plain balls-out rock artists of this generation doesn't get the recognition or coverage he/they deserve. Instead, I am constantly peppered with shit like My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, Aiden etc. For fucks sakes, does anybody seriously think these bands will still be releasing records in 10 years? OK, it's preferable to Avril, Christina, Britney etc, but doesn't anybody just wanna ROCK anymore? It is my mission to rid the world of these emo fuckers. Haven't figured out how to do it without spending the rest of my life in prison, but I'm open to ideas
I have pretty much everything out there Wildhearts/Ginger related (even a copy of the first Tattooed Love Boys album, which is truly fucking ordinary, though CJ does look pretty as a girl), as well as a bunch of bootlegs & live stuff from every era. And if I ever upgrade my computer and find an extra couple of hours in each day, I'll put some of it up on the net. It has cost me a small fortune trying to track everything down, but I don't care because as soon as I put it on and crank it up, I am fucking rocking. With a capital fucking.
I have pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I will never see my all-time favourite band live. I work my tits off to provide for my wife, our first baby is coming in December (I wanted to call him Ginger but apparently that's not even open to discussion

) and unfortunately finances and circumstances just won't allow a trip to the UK or Japan at this point in time. I can't be pissed at Ginger for not coming here - what would be the point? Flying halfway around the world to play a few half empty clubs because no-one has a clue who he is? If I thought it was the slightest bit viable, and I could recoup some costs, I would sell my house to finance a fucking tour myself.
That's enough whining though. I fucking love The Wildhearts, as do most of my mates who have come to know them through my fantastic taste in music (hey, fuck modesty, right?) Even my wife, who likes disposable country pop (Think Keith Urban, Gretchen Wilson etc.) knows all the words, sings along, and although she'll never admit it, is a fan. And as soon as our baby is born, there will be one more soldier in the army of 'Hearts. As long as Ginger keeps putting it out there, I'm gonna keep buying it (thats BUYING not fucking DOWNLOADING - call me old-fashioned). Cos the way I figure it, if he's still doin' it, he's still got the passion. And you can't bottle passion.
Anyway, that's off me chest now. Take it easy peoples