Alison Moyet interview

[Kounelaki]

http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2013/ap ... gold-discs

She talks about her fellow Basildonians, if you like that sort of thing.

[fat cherry]

Heres one for KOK.

I dumped everything. Even my gold discs. I smashed the lot. I took a hammer to them. And I'm not being lairy, but there were hundreds. It was fucking brilliant. All my stage clothes – gone. I love it. And I burned all my diaries. I really don't want to own things. It just drags you down.

Didn't your kids (5) want any of your stuff?

I don't care. What is the point? I've done them a real service. You die and they're left with boxes and boxes of shit that they are then forced to chuck away.

[King Of Kings]

ha ha

But so true.

My loft is full of hoarded shit that my kids will sell, burn, dump or fight over.

They will never know that I spent my last few quid on some of those items and had to go hungry for a week.

They will never know that that rare lp is worth to a collector £50. they will never know I stood out side in the cold for 3 hours just to get Mac to sign my CD

Shuch as waste really. All that time and enegy in the pursuit ot material crap that appart for a few breif minutes does not enhance your life.

Same as you house, you are CONNED into this investment and forn the age of aproximatly 25 to 50 you stuggle to keep up the payments.

Then at 50 years old you say MY HOUSE IS WORTH £250,000. WHOOPIE

I've made £150,000 profit.

No you have'nt fool. Every bloody other house has also increased in value also

Tts not as if you can sell it and have all that money to spend, Co's you still need somewhere to live.

So you continue to live and spend the what used to be mortgauge money on nice holidays and such. Only they are not the same as when you were young they are slower and you find your self says what the "Fuck" am I doing. What's it all been about. You look lovingly at your partner and then the pritty girls and shigh whilst holding in you belly.


Then you Die.

The kids then sell the house and spend the money an orgy of expensive cars and designer kitchens.

We are born naked and with nothing and we die naked and with nothing.

SO WHY KEEP IT

[Dr Cheese]

Fucking hell!

[the ghost of guitarplayer]

The meaning of life analysed through a collection of Bunnymen records with the sudden realisation. What is it all for? I for one will not be slashing my wrists, tears streaming down my miserable face while The Killing Moon plays in the background today thank you KOK.

[fat cherry]

perhaps you should have done a better job training your kids then kok? or perhaps you did and they've got minds of their own. why would they want your records? if you've enjoyed em then thats enough, and every time they hear the killing moon (cos it'll be playing in rotation on the radio in 2040, mark my words) they'll think of the old man and his cheery ways.

[fat cherry]

on the other hand your fiscal planning might turn out the best decision you ever made when you have to fund your own care as you slip into senility dribble and piss. THus saving your kids the worry of havig to do it themselves.