Nobody Cares What You Think

NCWYT

Two cynical mates, a failed music producer turned corporate and a producer who escaped teaching talk music, gigs, culture, and middle-aged nonsense from a recording studio. Nobody asked for their opinions. They're giving them anyway.

  1. Sep 3

    Richard Has A New Podcast Friend And Jamie Is Not Okay

    Richard went to Download with his mate. He enjoyed it so much he invited said mate to contribute via voice note — a special guest addition that Jamie was not consulted on and is not happy about. There is a new podcast friend. Jamie is hurt. The friendship is being evaluated. On the music: Limp Bizkit were genuinely great. Guns N Roses were comically bad. Linkin Park were frustratingly bad. Richard has thoughts on all of it and his mate has thoughts via voice note whether Jamie likes it or not. Richard's hill: camping chairs should be allowed at festivals. Jamie mocks him instantly. Richard doesn't care — he turns it into a broader and entirely justified rant about Live Nation, their festival rules, and the case for better disabled access at live events. The chair is fine. The system is the problem. Jamie went to a wedding in France in 40 degree heat, made a mad dash to pick his child up after landing back in the UK, and has been watching Clarkson's Farm — which comes with the complication of having complicated feelings about Jeremy Clarkson. Ride or Die on Amazon also gets a mention. Then there's a bolt on — Richard talks about Bloodstock, a total contrast to Download in every conceivable way. Richard also advertises Invention, a new Derby festival worth knowing about. The advert goes so well that Jamie and Richard formally invite VPN companies and mattress brands to get in touch. They will not be getting in touch.

  2. Jun 11

    Turkey Techno and the End of Civilisation

    Richard built a barbecue. It didn't go to plan. His wife put the food in the oven. Jamie thinks pre-cooking in the oven before finishing on the barbecue is perfectly reasonable. Richard thinks that's the coward's way out. This is where we are. Also this week: Richard went to see Richard Birkin with a string quartet, recorded with his secret band that isn't remotely secret, got deep into plugins versus real hardware, and played a sound he could not get out of his head. Jamie travelled to Ireland, Bristol, and Rotterdam — the Eurostar felt like a Jason Bourne film and he wants Eurostar and Air BnB to sponsor the podcast. He saw Project Hail Mary and makes the case that Ryan Gosling is our generation's Steve McQueen. Richard got in trouble with his wife over his audiobooks-aren't-reading hill. Jamie actually read a book. Richard's hill: neighbours playing loud music in the garden and screaming at Alexa. His solution — get in first and play his own terrible music. A battle is ensuing. He is officially an old man. Jamie doubles down on loud speakers on public transport, the pointlessness of FaceTime, and the case that the phone speaker is the worst invention of all time. Jamie has been rewatching The Newsroom. A show made over ten years ago that holds a mirror to everything happening now — and we still haven't learned. Black Mirror enters the conversation. So does The Thick of It. So does San Junipero, uploading consciousness, and the Ray Ban glasses that are basically the Black Mirror contact lens episode made real. If the world we're living in now had been written as fiction ten years ago, nobody would have believed it. Also: Jamie's advice in the event of a nuclear explosion is to get as close to it as possible. Richard explains that if we were horses our music would be different. There is a turkey impression. There is Turkey Techno. Don't ask. The episode ends with Jamie and Richard heading to a local electronic music gig. Jamie is going to get pissed. Richard is his carer.

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Two cynical mates, a failed music producer turned corporate and a producer who escaped teaching talk music, gigs, culture, and middle-aged nonsense from a recording studio. Nobody asked for their opinions. They're giving them anyway.