Kill Your Friends
"One thing you'll learn when you're in the business of selling utter shite to the Great British Public is that there's really no bottom to where they'll go. Shit food, shit TV, shit bands, shit films, shit houses. There is absolutely no fucking bottom with this stuff. The shittier you can make it - a bad photocopy of a bad photocopy of what was a shit idea in the first place - the more they'll eat it up with a big fucking spoon, from dawn till dusk, from now until the end of time. It's too good."
1997 was a great year for music. I mean... Radiohead, Blur, Suede, The Prodigy, Rammstein, Portishead, Mansun, The Verve, The Chemical Brothers, Archive, Tindersticks, Gene, Bran Van 3000, Delerium are just a few of the artists that released great albums that year. Now imagine working for a record company in London... How cool would that be? Well, if you're Stephen Stelfox not much. In John Niven's novel "Kill your friends" you get to experience all the ups and downs of a record company employee. No need to feel sympathy for him though. He's a humongous a*hole! Stephen works in the A&R (Artists & Repertoire) department. This means that he is in charge of discovering new bands/music that will make money. Sales sales sales! Revenue is everything. Who cares about music?
He has to find the next big thing in order to secure the promotion as Head of the A&R department. Only it's not so easy... He hasn't had a hit in a while, he's usually drunk/stoned and spends more than he earns. So what's it gonna be? Work his ass off or... get rid of the competition? If you loved that music era or worked at a record company, I bet you'll love the book. A former record company employee himself, John Niven knows what he's talking about.
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