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THE BEES - Octopus
| Times Online | | There is no “I know what I like” any more. No mods or rockers. To quote Ringo in A Hard Day’s Night, we have all become mockers. Far from gingerly confessing our tastes at parties, fearful of ridicule, we bring iPods, stick them in strange docks and wait to be congratulated....full text |
| | Drowned in sound | | The 1960s. They were rubbish, weren’t they? Just a load of old hippies getting fuck all done. Then punk came and blew it all away and blah blah blah blah blah BLAH. You know what? I’ve had it with this bollocks – not everyone should start a band. In fact, the government should pass legislation to cap the number of bands in this country so we don’t have to endure their fuck-awful racket all the live long day. Here’s three chords – now LEARN SOME FUCKING MORE. And learn them better....full text |
| | MusicOMH.com | | Isle of Wight's The Bees, for me, have always been just off the radar of accessibility. Put it down possibly to their Mercury Music Prize nomination in '02, which made them the property of crazy industry hearsayers the world over. Myself, I was always interested in the real losers, the ones that wouldn't get nominated for a prize by their own parents, so this is the first time I've got to check out The Bees, close up and personal, as MTV would have it....full text |
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