In this weeks NME, they plunge the hatchet into Maximo Park for being too 'Arty-Farty'for their own good and stick those 10th-rate retards The Twang on the front cover. The message is loud and clear! - they dont, despite their pretensions, like anything even slightly wayward as far as music is concerned. At the end of the day all they understand is cliched, conservative cock-rock bullshit and all the trimmings that accompany it. You just know they were sighing with relief when The Fratellis, kasabian, the 1900's (or whatever the fuck their called) and all the other "Traditionalists" were first spotted coming over the horizon - again!. They yelled "Hooray!" binned the Artrockers (Maximo, Franz etc)and are now marching us at mach-10 into chav-rock oblivion with the new Happy Twangdays as their mindless, gurning, bulldog poster boys. So thanks NME. Thanks a lot!. You meant something once upon a time but if the new musical climate you are desperately contriving is where you intend to stay, then, judging by your (minus) 60,000 a week sales, you will not be enduring a happy ending. And neither will we. Fuck you - with a red hot poker!