sofia coppola must be stopped!

well, not just her, but she`s one of the biggest villans in this crime. when i was a teenager, i was a mad jesus and marychain fan. i used to mope about in my room dancing like a nut to the reid brothers, until i was lucky enough to see them live for real. like many kids my age, their music soundtracked a lot of our high school days. and they were still a band i could stick on the stereo and enjoy listening too. until now, thanks to the queen of dullness, her royal coppola, whenever i pop in psychocandy, i have to quickly skip past just like honey because if i don`t this big image of that washed-up old fuck bill murray and that talentless munter scarlett johansen emo-ing it up in tokyo pops into my head. likewise, now i can no longer listen to bow wow wow or adam ant without cringing at the image of that equally ugly kirsten `face-like-a-bulldog-chewing-a-wasp` dunst, dragged up, stuffing her face with luminous girly chocolate. and to make matters worse, she may have ruined one of the greatest openings to one of the greatest albums of our generation by her raping of the cure`s plainsong in that diabolical wedding scene.

i think there should be a law against filmmakers being able to use pre-existing songs in films. you don`t get this problem when they make songs especially for the film. let`s take an example... how about the beach*? went to see it at the cinema, didn`t think much of the film. my ears perked up when i heard some good new music by moby, angelo badalamenti, orbital... even the all saints. listening to the full versions on the soundtrack cd after the film, the music quickly becomes it`s own thing. you can remember vaguely what songs were in which scenes, but soon you start to layer your own memories on top of that. chances are you won`t watch the film again for a long time, then when you do, because you know the music originates from the film, you aren`t pissed off when it turns up. if anything you become quite nostalgic, and you want to dig out the cd again after.

but taking well-known songs that already have cultural weight, and undoubtably a lot of emotional and nostalgic value for many people, and grafting inescapable images of hack actors and bad film-making on top of it... it`s a rape of both art and spirit and it must be stopped!

yes sofia coppola, darron arondjdsejhdjaskovsky, david fincher, baz lurhman, lynn ramsay, quentin tarantino, channel four, the bbc, the folks who made tank girl and that cunt who made donnie darko... you have been tried by the court of music protection and found guilty! i sentence you a life sentence of watching ninja turtles two and cool as ice on repeat until you learn not to fuck with people`s memories, and the value of an original tailor made soundtrack! particularly one feat. ya kid k!

and don`t get me started on fuckin adverts...

*forgetting for a moment the completely unneccesary attatchment of lonely soul on the credits.