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Posted by David Hepworth on 14 December 2009 - 7:18am.
I woke this morning to a torrent of tweets about what is and what isn't going to be the Christmas Number One. Bookmakers are piling in, somebody's suggesting that we should buy a Rage Against The Machine record in order to protest against the commercialisation of the music industry (!), news programmes on the BBC (!!) are full of puffs for the winner of X Factor and everybody's ringing up for a comment as if the chart were an organic expression of people's interest rather than the barely perceptible twitch of a long-dead corpse.
What I want to know is this - WHERE WAS ALL THIS INTEREST WHEN CHRISTMAS NUMBER ONES WERE INTERESTING?
What record shops are people going to rush into this year to buy these records? Which pressing plants are going to be put on overtime stamping out this Christmas's equivalent of "Ernie - The Fastest Milkman In The West" or "There's No-one Quite Like Grandma"? Where will you and your family be watching Christmas Day "Top Of The Pops"? Have you got your copy of Smash Hits with its Christmas flexi-disc featuring messages from the stars yet? No? Know why? Because none of these things exist any more. That's the march of time. And yet the meeja seems to have a desperate, pathetic need to pretend that we're all as excited about the advent of pop's big season as we once were.
Here's my advice. If you want to indulge yourself in some seasonal spirit and support recorded music,
go and buy some ancient Christmas record that you always felt like buying. There are millions of them. It's possible to have a great Christmas without having to be led by the nose to contribute to the funds of or further inflate the already perilously taut self-regard of Simon Cowell, Rage Against The Machine, the people who have to fill the bulletins of 24-hour rolling news stations and their ilk. This isn't about putting out records any more. This is about how stupid and bovine they think we are.