With all the recent talk of the "Scene's" untimely death, i can only sit and wonder if the scene was ever ours to begin with. If it was something we held with such great esteem why do we quit fighting after its slipped through our fingers? Why do we decidely throw in the towel after a few black eyes, a couple chipped teeth, and let the nerve of a few chumps in their neon upholstry be the deciding factor? If there was ever a time to come out of your comatose state, the time is now. Think of every passionate song your favorite artist has ever released and think of the odds they had to fight to achieve a panoramic view. You see nothing comes easier in life then giving up. The filth will eventually clean itself up because when it comes to over saturation; it gets old, goes on clearance, then gets disposed of. In the meantime we can speed the process of it all by promoting something substantial and making a clearing for the sun. The limelight doesn't find you, you find it. This is all easier said then done and these bands can't do it on their own. We all know the labels aren't going to promote anything that isn't the latest trend and in these cases its going to take an army but when you're steadily looking around, who do you expect is going to just march up and take the stand for you? If you haven't got the fight in you then you mightest well blame the death of a "scene" on yourself because talk is cheap and you're paying our way into the funeral.
"You plug me in and turn me on. Turn on me. I am your device of manufactured
hope. You plug me in and turn me into wires and blood. I am your trophy wife
shaking hands with your guests. Hi my name is "yours". The unfortunate ones
will be spared. We are the industry. I'm sorry but your name is not on the
list. Your results do not comply. Your ashes will fuel the machine. We are
the industry. We are the birth and the death."