David Fricke of Rolling Stone magazine: Have you ever listened to a Backstreet Boys record just to see what the hoo-ha is about?...
Billy Corgan: "No. I have a kind of pleasant apathy toward all that kind of stuff. It doesn't disturb me. What disturbs me is things that are given more weight than they deserve. There is so much that is disappointingly unreaching and unprogressive."

When you look at the Billboard album charts now, are you pissed that you're not up there with 'N Sync and Shania Twain? Or relieved?...
Billy Corgan: "Neither. On a cultural-observation level, I'm horrified, because there doesn't seem to be any value. But this is not new. We kid ourselves into thinking, "Ha, ha, ha, the Seventies will never happen again." But I look around and everyone's doing cocaine and listening to techno while they're drinking their cappuccinos -- what's the difference here?"

The Onion: What's the worst song on the radio right now?...
"Um, I don't know. What's that silly one? That one I fucking... I don't know the names of them; I just hear them. I would never purchase their... If you're all listening, I would never purchase your shit, ever. I will never support you. And mind you, these bands are selling millions, so fuck 'em. At least the big ones like us. I don't know. And we're good! Why can't we get the throngs? What is with these idiots? Why won't they come? I don't know, you analyze all this stuff after a while. Maybe it's a sex thing; maybe our band has to be more sexual, have more sex appeal. If they like your face... Almost invariably, all the bands that succeed are the ones with a lead singer who's good-looking. It's funny that that's not dumped upon, that people don't say, "You know, that's played out. That's not cool anymore. If you do that, you're an asshole and an idiot. We're going to laugh at you, as if you were in Vegas. You've got a fuzz pedal? Phhht. Blow me. You've got a big amp? Get the fuck out. Ooh! You've got big amps! Ooh! I'm impressed. The lead singer's got his shirt off?" I don't know." - Dennis Flemion of The Frogs...

"There are too many bands out there already, and the new ones are shit. They are just below par. The standards have been lowered so far; it's below hell. I give them two or three seconds, and I can hear it in the sound: It's like, if they're so stupid that they couldn't spend more time to have an innovative sound, after 35 or however many fucking years of rock 'n' roll... You have the audacity to present me with that guitar sound, you idiot? It's an insult! It is! And they're all play-acting! You talk about wannabes--it's all wannabe shit these days. It's garbage. It's just total crap. And most of the time, the songs are like five or five and a half... They're too long! Not to start cutting on Nirvana--I like them a lot--but we realized that right when the songs should end, they do a solo. That's we've gotta do, because our songs are short: Do another verse, repeat the chorus, and then end it. Tack on another minute and a half. But that's just silly. See, we're influenced by The Beatles in that way: simple, short pop songs, done." - Dennis Flemion of The Frogs...

"But now it’s a pitiful state of affairs things are in now, but you probably know that. It’s all copy-cat bands and there’s no originality out there which is a shame. The hand points towards the death bell of rock and roll, or maybe it’s pointing passed that and the death bell has already rang. It’s been dead but there’s too many people in positions of power that want to create the illusion it’s still going on." - Dennis Flemion of The Frogs...

"at least since the mid-80's, MTV is the enemy. That's quite common knowledge for anyone that's worth their salt. When they first started I liked it, until I saw what they routinely played. We would sit through so much middle of the road crap and bad metal just waiting to record Blondie or Adam And The Ants or whatever we were into at the time. The good stuff was just so few and far between. At the time, you couldn't see that stuff anywhere else. It's not like now where everything is out there. You watch MTV now and you switch it after five seconds, not even that. It's all bought and paid for." - Dennis Flemion of The Frogs...

"Song-writing limitations are everywhere. All you get are three chords, teenage angst, them strumming their ass off that one chord as if they discovered it today. A lot of these bands can play together, but you've got to have everything going! Here's your new Adonis, and they don't measure up - they're wasting my time!" - Dennis Flemion of The Frogs...

"Bands are taking the stage too young, too soon, with no content. They haven't lived long enough to really experience things. They've got the post, the attitude, the sneer, but they haven't lived it. The distortion box is so prevalent that there'll be a new game in 2000 - no distortion box!" - Dennis Flemion of The Frogs...

"There's a whole wave of things happening that a band has a song that someone tries to force onto the network of radio stations across the country and everybody's playing the same song... of course it's unhealthy and it's really bogus..." - Electric Airlines' Eddie Roeser (formerly of Urge Overkill)...

from 'Panic' by The Smiths...
"Burn down the disco
hang the blessed DJ
because the music that they constantly play,
it says nothing to me about my life"

'Cherub Rock' - Smashing Pumpkins

freak out and give in
doesn't matter what you believe in
stay cool and be somebody's fool this year
'cause they know who is righteous, what is bold
so I'm told

who wants honey?
as long as there's some money
who wants that honey?

hipsters unite
come align for the big fight to rock for you
but beware all those angels with their wings glued on
'cause deep down we are frightened and we're scared
if you don't stare

who wants honey?
as long as there's some money
who wants that honey?

let me out
let me out
let me out
let me out

tell me all of your secrets
cannot help but believe this is true
tell me all of your secrets
I know, I know, I know,
should have listened when I was told

who wants honey?
as long as there is some money
who wants that honey?

let me out
let me out
let me out
let me out

'Break Up Your Band' - Chavez

I made it up to fool the wax-faced lap dogs
who set the traps and when you're weak, they finally pay you
crave rapid hands with pride and finesse

and you could finger through the piles
let all the drummers come to meet the champions
break up your band
and blast with the cold next to joy
and blast with the cold next to joy
make it stop so you can

I'll make all arrangements
it has been approved
clamp your dreams and push shit through

if you could finger through the piles
let all the drummers come to meet the champions
break up your band
stale, sexless, loud, and vague so stop while you can

'On Your Way Down' - Stabbing Westward

I hope I see you on your way down
I hope you break every bone
I hope it kills you on your way down
I hope you die alone

all of your hate and all of your lies
will it be worth it?
when all of your friends refuse to be alibis
will it be worth it?

I'll see you on your way down

it's kinda sad to watch you break down
you greedy fuck you pissed it all away
so who will catch you on your way down?
you've only got yourself to blame

when all your worst fears materialize
will it be worth it?
there's nobody left who cares you're alive
was it worth it?

I'll see you on your way down

'popstar kill' - bis

hey popstar you look real silly
I want to kill you now (kill, kill, kill)
hey popstar you're such a fake
you really look a joke (joke, joke, joke)
hey popstar I hate your guts
you don't deserve to live (die, die, die)
hey popstar get out of my face
I hate the sight of you (hate, hate, hate)

one day you'll realize
that you're not that great
the people they hate you
they think you're a fake

I am me
you're not you
I like me
you love you
I am real
you're not true
I hate you too

hey popstar your time has come
now we know who you are (who, who, who)
hey popstar give up the fight
you're looking like a fool (fool, fool, fool)
hey popstar you're just pretend
the kids won't be deceived (no, no, no)
hey popstar you're killing me
we just want the truth (truth, truth, truth)

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