Shameless cut and paste of a hilarious article from Blender.com about the 20 biggest fuckups made by those madcap record execs. From Dick Rowe onwards, I reckon most people find these sort of stories as funny as I do mainly because (and John Niven's podcast performance backs up this theory) no one doubts for a minute that the record industry is laden with hubris and egomania to a pretty comical degree. Oh, and who knew Thomas Edison was the Steve Jobs of his day? Proprietary formats; always a bad idea...
http://www.blender.com/articles/default.aspx?key=18696&pg=0

I really shouldn't be surprised that Mick and Co have need of yet more of our hard-earned, but really does anyone find the idea of an "expanded" and "enhanced" version of the "Rolled Gold" compilation at all enticing? If you're a fan you'll own all this (oh alright, except for the exclusive DJ Shadow mix of "I'm Free") and if you fancy a recap there's "40 Licks" surely? Is there nostalgia value in owning the same tracks again, under a different banner?
If so then step right up!

Is it just me, or are there other people who find certain songs have an alternate set of lyrics transposed on them which are from a bastardised version used in an advert? these come to mind without fail whenever I hear the following:

California Girls - The Beach Boys; "I wish they all could be Caledonian girls" (From a British Caledonian airline commercial, that dates me doesn't it?)

The Israelites - Desmond Dekker; "Oooh-oh Vitalite" (Margarine commercial)

Hit the road, Jack - Ray Charles; something about "Let those juices pour" (Britvic spot from the deep 80s)

It's a weird combination of feelings that these inspire, annoyance that the songs are forever tainted by some red-braced copywriter's notion, but also a Proustian rush of nostalgia.

Anyone else get this?