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Drico One wrote: Wed 15 Mar 2017, 8:40 pm The charts are over.

When it no longer means that 1 sold more than 2 and 2 sold more than 3, then it's curtains. Now, it's about equations and mathematical formulae calculating sales of things you can no longer physically touch or even see. It's far too complicated and spurious to make sense. And, let's face it, these are the charts. They are meant to be trivial, not a crash course in theorems.

I, for one, think it appropriate that Ed Sheeran is responsible for putting the nails in the chart coffin. Don't be fooled. He's the real evil. Bland, anodyne and inoffensive he may seem, but that's the insidious genius of his brand of word-dominating insipidness. I'm convinced he's successful because the world is full of tediously dull, uninteresting drips who can strum a bit of a guitar whilst offering nary a hint of sexual presence. He's no threat to anyone - except the minority of us who value personality, flair, creativity, perversity, and wit in our pop music. He's revenge of the over-earnest nerds with a heart - writ large. And he has drowned the charts in his vapidity, submerging them in his terrible blandness until they gasp to be put out of their misery by way of a foot pedal.

Drico.

At the minute, every time a song is streamed 150 times, it counts as one real-world "sale".

Drico One wrote: Wed 15 Mar 2017, 8:40 pm The charts are over.

When it no longer means that 1 sold more than 2 and 2 sold more than 3, then it's curtains. Now, it's about equations and mathematical formulae calculating sales of things you can no longer physically touch or even see. It's far too complicated and spurious to make sense. And, let's face it, these are the charts. They are meant to be trivial, not a crash course in theorems.

I, for one, think it appropriate that Ed Sheeran is responsible for putting the nails in the chart coffin. Don't be fooled. He's the real evil. Bland, anodyne and inoffensive he may seem, but that's the insidious genius of his brand of word-dominating insipidness. I'm convinced he's successful because the world is full of tediously dull, uninteresting drips who can strum a bit of a guitar whilst offering nary a hint of sexual presence mutuelles Entreprise. He's no threat to anyone - except the minority of us who value personality, flair, creativity, perversity, and wit in our pop music. He's revenge of the over-earnest nerds with a heart - writ large. And he has drowned the charts in his vapidity, submerging them in his terrible blandness until they gasp to be put out of their misery by way of a foot pedal.

Drico.