Eric Soundtracks wrote:Notes from a BCB Cup virgin…
Well the carefully crafted lyrics of The Boys come to mind: “Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s my first time, Oh, oh, oh, don’t hurt me.” I mean, I’ve been hit square in the knackers by a hockey ball travelling at 90mph, I’ve been caught square on the temple by a bouncer at a not dissimilar speed, I’ve been spear-tackled and dumped on the ground so hard (by a future England back row forward) that I thought I would never breathe again, yet nothing, nothing at all comes close to the brutality of the “sport” known as the BCB Cup.
This is not sending your children to war, so much as parachuting them naked and unarmed into an enemy stronghold. You expose your musical soul and the only inevitability is that it will be trampled over. There is no list that will not be dissected, belittled and scorned. Whatever you do you will fall foul of one of the two basic voting camps: the genuine old fogeys and the wannabe old fogeys with their mantra that “everything post-80 is irrelevant and kids these days, pah” or the hip young things and wannabe hep cats chanting “everything pre-1990 is fusty old shit and if you haven’t got a rap song you can’t win”. Or maybe someone will helpfully pick on one of your songs and vote against you purely because of that. Sometimes not even because they hate it, but maybe because too many other people like it as much as you and it has cropped up in too many lists.
You want to scream as your choices are loftily dismissed: “Have you even heard the fucking song, ferchrissakes? Have you even heard the artist? Or are you voting on received wisdom and board prejudice, or one song you might have heard from that artist once? At least fucking listen to them before slating them.” But then, they probably have, but that doesn’t seem relevant.
What’s worse is that the only thing that can make you feel better after a BCB Cup mauling is to browse a few more threads and write something really vicious and dismissive about some other poor sod’s choices.
And that’s why I won’t be entering again. Or rather, why I will be trying not to enter again. When it all gets started up again, I am sure that masochistic compulsion to seek approval will kick in again, shortly followed by the howls of derision and the pain.
This is my third time in, the first 2 times i was bundled out in the 3rd game of the first round, so I probably averaged out as the person who's lasted the least in BCB Cup history before this year. This year, people seem to like my taste for whatever reason (ears made of cloth is my guess) and I'm in the round of 16. You will get accepted, sir.