meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me

jarred has a big chin.
do you think it wold get in the way when kissing?

anyway, i have their number.

how come?

KINGS OF LEON SPIT ROAST

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

hahhahaha. awesome,loadie, awesome.

they brought it upon themselves

ha! i posted in the wrong thread, but it totally applies to tthem too

ok so is there a side show or what???

HOW MANY THREADS ABOUT THE FOLLOWILLS ARE THERE TO BE TODAY.

p.s. May I please have their number also kthx.

lets prank em

yes! And then let's make sex with them!

yipee!

ok, you've talked me into it

they brought it upon themselves

funniest x-thread x-post EVA.

then it's settled, ladies. At dawn we take them.

it's one each so far.

then we swap until we've all had a run at them all.

yeah?

bags me first dibs at Matthew.

I hate Pearl Jam

I'm not a fan, but after five songs of these idiots I was begging for the subtlety and experimentation of 'Even flow', let me tell you.

I like the fact that KOL are Hanson as grown-ups. Coolest story I heard this year.

Kings Of leon are a steaming pile of shitwank.

They're basically Matchbox 20 and could in fact be Kasabian as well as hansen.

Could pyro be the most boring, unimaginative song ever written?

tour postponed, bah-bow.

Things Bogans Like #41 & #42: Commercial Radio & Kings Of Leon

Got given this book for my birthday and had to share the brilliance....don't be put off by the huge chunk of text, it's worth the read!

PBS, RRR, and other community stations the nation over are the enemy of the bogan. While the hipster is obsessed with finding music that the rest of the world is blissfully unaware of, the bogan approaches his radio from a different perspective. They treat radio as a filter, something that can take music they already like (Bon Jovi, Nickelback, Snow Patrol et al), process it, and find new music that is identical to it in almost every way.

But for the bogan, this is not enough. It is never enough. They grow weary of hearing ‘Chasing Cars’ again and again, so someone needs to remix it. Suddenly, Starsailor’s ‘Four to the Floor’ has a bitchin’ dancefloor mix, and takes over the airwaves, and bogans are happy. For a while. Then, Eric Prydz (or Prydg, or Prizjch) decides to take an 80s camp classic…and remix it. The bogan likes this greatly, because he can imagine, while listening to Nova, that he can see the film clip, with its ample bouncing bosoms.

Commercial radio knows this. Which is why they fill the airwaves with this unadulterated tripe, so the bogan can feel like it is at the club all the time – especially as it is driving to their friend’s place to start cracking open the woodies/cruisers. Even better though, during the daylight hours, when non stop remixes or replays may seem inappropriate, they bring in ‘comedians’ to make prank phone calls. All day. With remixed music playing in the background. Bogans can then engage in one of their favourite pastimes; standing around at work/uni/TAFE attempting to recreate the entire prank phone call verbatim. With a stunning lack of success.

Conversely, if a commercial radio station cannot afford the appropriate ‘comedians’, they bring in ‘celebrities’ to abuse people, in a pale imitation of the genuine hatred of life that AM radio is possessed of. This appeals to another of the bogan’s chief loves; confected outrage. The bogan can then feel wonderful by hating the very person they tune in to listen to every day.

Moreover, what the bogan truly adores about commercial radio is its ability to inform them about edgy, new bands – like Coldplay, Green Day or Daughtry, while still being exposed to the latest ‘Idol’ winner. Wait…

But the bogan, again, remains dissatisfied. Something is missing. The love of commercial radio can only go so far in creating a unique identity for the bogan, and as we’ve discussed, the bogan has a biological imperative to colonise. Thus, they discovered JJJ, much like white people discovered Australia, then began to beat the shit out of the locals. The first warning signs came a decade ago, when ‘Pretty Fly for a White Guy’ topped the hottest 100. But the signs were ignored. These interlopers would leave if JJJ introduced Aussie hip-hop to its rotation, surely? No, because the bogan is cunning, and can adapt. ‘Nosebleed Section’ thus found itself in JJJ Hottest 100 OF ALL TIME…

All of this brings us to the natural evolutionary musical endgame:

Kings of Leon have consciously adapted themselves in to the bogan meta-band. They tick every conceivable bogan pleasure box. Kings of Leon figured out, sometime between their second and third albums, that there is a clear correlation between the number of records a band sells, and similarity of their sound to U2′s. They also sing about sex, without metaphor or innuendo, which removes the need to interpret lyrics, yet remain titillating to the bogan.

They emerged, fully-formed, from the world of indie-rock critical adoration, with songs like ‘Sex on Fire’, which gave the bogans a song that has its main hook featuring a lyric containing the words ‘Yeah!’ and ‘sex!’. Words that the bogan could then sing along to loudly as their local cover band played that now-ubiquitous paean to herpes. Bogans like rooting stuff, they like burning stuff, and they like mindless affirmation. “YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAH, THIS SEX IS ON FIRE!!!” is a scientifically blended formula; a tripod of bogan trigger points. There was no conceivable way that such a song would not endear itself to the bogan.

Also, they sing repeatedly about having sex with groupies. Being ruggedly handsome southern-rock types, who regularly visit the antipodes, female bogans can positively taste the back sweat, and flock to see them, listen to them and generally think a lot about them.

Commercial radio rapidly realised this, and began looping Kings of Leon to play at least twice every half-hour, and incorporating Kings of Leon into every conceivable competition they ran. Of course, KoL could be painted coconuts playing speed calypso funk, and the bogan would love them just the same, provided the radio networks played them 10-15 times a day, their ad was on in between Rove segments, they appeared on Rove, their song was on The Footy Show, and you could win a night with them in Vegas if you bought enough cans of Mother, etc.

It was, and presently remains, a match made in bogan heaven.

UPDATE

For those who doubted, behold! Kings of Leon’s new clothing range and remix album! No doubt they will feature on a Ministry of Sound compilation soon…

HA!

That's fucking brilliant writing.

The first few posts in this thread are awesomely embarrassing.

Anyway KOL on Later on abc2 right now.

magicpants this is supposed to be in this thread!

All that initial enthusigasm for the Followhills has become as redundant as The Kings Of Leon. No surprises there, or rather, here.

KOL implode

http://www.tonedeaf.com.au/news/musicnews/82210/kings-of-leon-frontman-implodes-onstage.htm

Is there footage of the pigeon incident anywhere? I'd like to see it. Yay for pigeons.

if only he literally imploded

The whole US tour has been cancelled. Pigeons everywhere celebrate.

Cunts of Leon

one day its the middle east, next day KOL. Whose next?

Hanson: 'Kings Of Leon are acting like pricks'

http://www.nme.com/news/kings-of-leon/58619