It is with great pleasure that The Little Sistaz present Mr Neil Phillips, just the hero we were looking for, with his first "sermon" .........So Sistaz......let us Neil and Give Thanx

When I was asked to write a rant on any subject I desire I was pretty much stumped. This is because there are so many things that seem to "get my goat" so to speak. If I'm being honest, even rants make me want to rant! Self righteous people informing everyone else on their frailties. We all have our faults, we just don't need Richard Littlejohn in The Sun reminding us everytime we want to see some exposed breasts on the train to work in the morning. "We know we're shit, you just don't have to ruin our soft and subtle entrance into the day !" If God made us in his own image, he must be a right cunt.

 While I pondered this over a dodgily rolled cigarette and a microwave-nuked cup of yesterdays coffee I suddenly felt a wave of distance from the people who are "heard". The people who are turned to by the nation to dictate to them what to think, how to act, what to wear, when to breath, when to listen, when to speak, how to smile and when to shit. I suddenly realised I have a huge dislike for what is "fashionable". By that I don't mean clothes.

And I don't mean what is "big" and popular. Things like Steps and SClub7 don't count. They know what they are and they are happy to live their short shelf life as a product up there with Barbie and Pokemon as the top selling toys this Christmas.

I'm talking about the sub-culture that lives and breathes like a personality eating disease in London. The PR people. The record company people. NMfuckin'E magazine. Music is the only thing I have a passion for really and these are the people who take it by the already fragile neck and squeeze it dry until it's corpse can only twitch and writhe while they walk away to find the next victim. I don't know how many of you know what I'm talking about, I don't know if any of you have ever experienced what I mean, but believe me, it's out there.

"Bang !!! Heres the latest big thing!" , "Who cares if they've never played a gig, lets put them on the front cover",

"OOHH look ! A bunch of little pricks wearing exactly the right clothes playing acoustic guitars, rehashing what Bob Dylan did with a lot more passion, ingenuity, feeling and talent 30 years ago, before he decided it was old hat and plugged the fuckin' guitar in !"

These people hang around all the "right" bars in fuckin' Camden and they've all got the right haircuts and they all go have their sad, pathetic cocaine conversations in the toilet where they'd slag off their brother if it meant they take a "line" with that cunt from White Stripes.

Ah Yes, White Stripes. I have to admit, i haven't heard them. I'm sure they are good , but I have this inbuilt switch, which automatically tells me to hate anyone who is rammed down my throat to the point of saturation. It started with the verve. Then came Travis. Then Coldplay. Then The Strokes. Now White Stripes. All of these bands can play, yes, no doubt about that. But I want the whole package. I want my bands to look cool as fuck, not give a shit about anyone, drink for England and have the songs to back it up. I want them to be the most unpopular bastards ever. I want everyone who's anyone in music to slag them off and fuckin hate them and want to kill them. I want that. But I want them not to be able to, because they have all the best tunes. Who the hell wants to be the industry darlings? I don't. If we're honest, a big majority of industry people are failed musicians, with a chip on their shoulder. Who the hell wants to be liked by them. This is the most hypocritical, self important, arse kissing, cock sucking industry in the world, and I want my bands to the huge fuckin' pain in the ass!!!

My main point is that, for me, London may run the music industry (by London, I mean the parasites talked about earlier) but real music will always be there. The people in Barnsley, South Shields, Worcester etc, don't give a shit about who Q magazine tells them to like that week. They care about who comes to their town, sits in a van for 6 hours to get there, plays their fuckin heart out, and will spend all night just sat talking, putting the world to right, having a beer and just being a real human being. Thats who I care about. It can be done too. There are a whole bunch of bands out there who are doing it all off their own back. Saying "Fuck You" to the liggers and fairweather industry types and just going out on their own and bringing the music to the people. Bands like (Spunge) now have a huge following and that is all down to hard work. That is something that the parasites will always miss. It isn't all about them. So my rant is for anyone who still believes that it's still the music that counts in music business.

Neil (B Movie Heroes website - Click HERE!)