It really was accident, or at least it wasn’t my intent to provoke a fight, but I guess that’s what happens when you poke a sleeping dragon in the eye. I did not mean to get in an online nerd fight with Anton Newcombe. I love the Brian Jonestown Massacre. I can prove it, just look at my Last.fm, they get mad play… just like me, HEY-OH!
Anyway, here’s the story of the infamous pissing contest between myself and Anton Newcombe by way of the Brian Jonestown Massacre’s MySpazzz that I’ve been promising for quite some time. It’s a good one.
I realize that I have just forfeit my ability to ever interview Anton by publishing this, but this story is just too good to keep in limbo. A caveat: I do feel kinda bad that I claimed he wasn’t doing anything before I was aware that My Bloody Underground was already in the works. However, it was never my intent to be mean, I just felt that there was a correlation between the advent of MySpace/YouTube/et al. and the sudden dropoff of BJM’s output. I still think that’s fair. Here’s the original write-up I did describing the conversation which happened almost one year ago today… Continue reading ‘The Brian Jonestown Massacre vs. The Decibel Tolls’
