Ok, so as the deadline for this blog posting task nears i figure i should actually start posting...

Introduction:
I am currently at work, Milton Tenpin Bowl - not "the alley" just the bowling part, listening to Shannon Knoll and chumbawumba - by force i swear to God! I have made three birthday announcements and listened to Happy Birthday way too many times to remember and its only 10.30pm. I've dealt with drunks, shitheads on various lanes and those who, simply put, can't hold their liquor and as a result shouldn't have come bowling tonight. I've pulled rank and sworn my head off (so very ladylike), and we've had a loser drop a bowling ball down a toilet, so i've been in the mens on my hands and knees - in a skirt - trying to reason why and if i should come back to work tomorrow at 8 am. AND PEOPLE JUST TRIED TO DO A RUNNER WITH THE DIRTY SMELLY 15 YEAR OLD BOWLING SHOES!!! I should probably try and get on topic...my essay topic.

I chose to do scene and the subculture of indie. It helps that many of my friends are in Brisbane bands of varying success (and talent), and if not in a band they support other local talent by turning up to shows, helping transport, being the only person cheering in a pub full of bikers, lugging amps etc etc etc

For all the crap that i deal with at work, tonight, talking to Andy on the door about the industries - both media and music, makes it partially worth it. Although a litttle tipsy, and with a few too many superman references, he effectively discussed how hard it is to get noticed in Brisbane. Using the Tall Poppy syndrome and the lack of label reps as reasons for both knock backs and success, he maintained that there was just as much talent in Brisbane as in Sydney and Melbourne, but a major lack of representation. As a result, and in his words, too many bands 'die prematurely' in Brisbane.

After analysing Sara Cohen's article on the 'Liverpool Sound', as part of my tute participation last week, the idea of a space or scene have a varied use was discussed - for example, the alley has gangster rapper wannabes one weekend, indie bands another and punks the next. So this space has a solid geographic identity - in that it can't move or be moved, but maintains a changing social identity.

So the point of this blog is basically that the lure and attraction of the music industry is never truly what it seems, a wolf in sheeps clothing if you will. And for those few bands who attract the attention they need there are too many more who fall by the wayside, burnt by the industry no matter how much they are adored by their fans.