Frankie Goes To Hollywood: Where's Holly?

“We were a bunch of boys, bent on getting pissed and having a laugh. We used to dress [The Lads] up in leather clothes and S&M stuff and they loved it. It was meant to be fun: ‘Let’s drop a little acid and go nuts.’ It was controlled mayhem.”

"We were discovering our sexuality at the same time that the world was. We were at the forefront of that, making sense of gay rights.”

Paul Rutherford, in a Guardian article marking the 30th anniversary - and deluxe re-release - of Frankie's album, Welcome To The Pleasuredome,

Paul Lester, the ghastly journalist who wrote it, also talks to Paul Morley and Trevor Horn. 

But there is no Holly Johnson.

I wonder why...

Brian Eno: On Whale Blubber

"I think records were just a little bubble through time and those who made a living from them for a while were lucky. There is no reason why anyone should have made so much money from selling records except that everything was right for this period of time.
"I always knew it would run out sooner or later. It couldn't last, and now it's running out. I don't particularly care that it is and like the way things are going. The record age was just a blip.
"It was a bit like if you had a source of whale blubber in the 1840s and it could be used as fuel. Before gas came along, if you traded in whale blubber, you were the richest man on Earth. Then gas came along and you'd be stuck with your whale blubber. Sorry mate – history's moving along.
"Recorded music equals whale blubber. Eventually, something else will replace it."

Brian Eno talking to Paul Morley in The Observer in 2010.

I can't really post anything right now - takes days to do it - but I thought I'd post this.
One of the most profound statements I've read in recent years.
It makes my brain reel.
To extrapolate; the world changes, we may lose some things we liked or loved, but we move on.
That is all.