Originally Posted by
mr mcmoof
To add my voice to the discussions on the CoC opening event...
It's a question of plastic culture. Of when culture is not really culture at all -- but a placebo culture, a Mackie-D's for the soul, all sugar and E-numbers, and no nutrition, simply designed to give you a quick and easy fix.
Such is the way of the world today, I guess; and the sad truth is that plastic concerts are more than good enough for the plastic people they are intended for. Fake as hell, but easy to put on, and easy to absorb. Nothing too taxing. If you're organising an event, the Lowest Common Denominator is the way to go - why make more work for yourself anyway trying to push back the envelope when you can slap a few cliches together?
For example, why bother getting together the most outspoken poets, bands and performance artists from Liverpool and giving them a platform to really tell the world what it is that Liverpool feels in it's heart, how it is that the people of Liverpool - poor, ill-treated Liverpool - really feel about the wider world around them?
No, no. Too much original thought required for that one. Far easier to wheel out Ringo Starr after two decades of sitting on a beach in Los Angeles -- he was in the BEATLES, did you know that?
And besides, everyone knows original thought is dangerous anyway. Why, if anything to controversial and/or insightful is said, you run the risk of alienating all those generous 'partners' - the sponsors, the private companies with their fingers prodded firmly and deeply into the pie (as always).
There is a fantasy to be maintained after all, an illusion to keep going -- of this plastic world that the plastic people live in, going to these plastic concerts in the first place, for a little plastic culture. A fantasty that maintains that this world of avarice and consumerism and market branding by mind-control from childhood isn't falling to pieces in front of our every eyes; and that the people who control its course, and benefit most from it, aren't shafting us with every waking breath.
To me, the CoC opening ceremony was nothing more than a feeble attempt at justifying all the damage this meaningless title has brought to Liverpool, thanks to the team of incompetents charged with its supervision. The Capital of Culture team have managed to finish the work Hitler's mob started back in the 1940s. Between all the different construction contractors and redevelopment agencies, half of the city's architectural heritage has been demolished to build DROSS in its place -- with it going much human-cultural heritage (ripping down Toxteth to build designer flats that most of the former residents can't afford, for example), not to mention much of the city's COUTER-cultural heritage (Quiggins RIP). Yes, for the privilege of a few more dull-as-dishwater, generic shopping malls like the Met Quarter, the city's council budget has been ransacked... handed, btw, over to those propety developers. Oh, thank goodness for them, and all those wonderful city 'partners', noble and selfless as they are, helping renovate our city for nothing more than massively in excess of the money it costs. Don't be fooled by the fact that not one of them lifted a greasy finger during all those years that Liverpool really needed a little helping hand -- you know, like doing something about all those buildings that have been fire damaged for decades, or even remained bomb-damaged from the SECOND WORLD WAR... Or providing jobs or investment of any form for a hopeless generation.
Sorry CoC staff, but it didn't work. The opening ceremony was banal and as fake ass as it gets. The perfect opening ceremony for the banal and fake ass "culture" this city shares with the rest of the twenty first century world. And on top of all that -- you were all friggn miming as well!!!
Oh, and as for the performers who wore construction-site safety gear as an 'hilarious' inside joke -- well it kind of reminded me of Tony Blair's equally 'hilarious' "Am I bovvered I've ****ed up the whole world?" sketch on Comic Relief.
As in, it was a slap in the face.
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