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Keith Flint - A True Giant

Carlos Allende

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I remember, in the early nineties, at the height of the animosity between The Sun and The Prodigy, they featured a story revealing how, just a few months before the band was formed, Keith Flint had been a meek, mild-mannered public schoolboy -- as opposed to the sneering, leering punk-god that he appeared on stage. They intended it to be a death-blow revelation. But collectively, we dance music fans -- simply shrugged. The nihilistic power of the Prodigy was not something that could be faked or cheaply appropriated. Keith Flint made more of an impression just by scoffing than the KLF did by burning a million quid.

As a scampy twenty-something (when I wasn't selling out by going to work), there was one main way I could be identified: I always wore a Prodigy T-Shirt. The scuttling crab of Fat of the Land, the screaming T-1000 head of Music for a Jilted Generation, an 'Experience' vest. The Prodigy had an angry, uncompromising ethos that otherwise could only have been found in right wing politics. In dance music terms, they were Orbital drained of every single ounce of romanticism. They were a version of Chemical Brothers specially designed for twenty-somethings about to fight in an Omaha Beach-style class war, scalping their enemies and cooking grenades to within a split second. 

Also, let's not forget that they were skilled, hard-working musicians. Look at their contemporaries: no one's going to deny that Leftfield, or Goldie, or Fatboy Slim are dance music heroes. But let's face the truth, their albums are _full_ of lazily-written filler tracks that are really just a single bloke messing with the tempo of his John Shuttleworth keyboard.  Each Prodigy record is practically an orchestral, ultra-dark concept album. The concept? Antiheroes stalking each other on an apocalyptic battlefield. Certainly there were moments of beauty or Rasta-style irreverence, especially in 'Experience', but then you were never going to forget that this was the type of music _Darth Maul_ probably listened to. The type of  music Tyler Durden listened to (and I refer you to the Fight Club soundtrack album -- emulating Prodigy as Gobots emulate Transformers).

 And so, I would say, 'Rest in Peace'. But 'Peace' was never a Keith Flint kinda thing.

And as for you God, NO MORE CELEBRITIES THAT I LOVE. Here's a list of musicians that no one will miss:

Gilbert O'Sullivan.

 Tom Chaplin from Keane.

The whole of Snow Patrol.

The _'I wasn't expecting that'_ c---.

James Blunt.



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