No Rock And Roll Fun

NOT THAT I COULD CARE/YOUR PAPER'S FULL OF SHIT/ I ONLY READ IT FOR THE GIG GUIDE ANYWAY: We'd been happy to give Ryan Adams the b of the d over the throwing the heckler out incident (which he's done on more than one occasion, as it turns out) but his reaction to the original report - in the Tennessean - suggests that he may actually have a bit of a problem brewing. From their gossip column, this is the message he left on their answerphone: ''You're just so smart, aren't you, man? You're so (expletive) smart. 'I'm so smart. I'm so post-collegiate with all my (expletive) little references.' 'Punkish hardcore.' What about 'Quintessential (expletive) band,' moron?
'What the (expletive) is wrong with you? Little redneck newspaper. Ooh, The Tennessean. Blah, blah, blah, blah. Whatever. You wouldn't know a (expletive) good show if it bit you in the (expletive).
'You and your senior citizen, little redneck (expletive) (expletive). Whatever, you know? Let's like ? let's create it, let's judge it, you know? Like, 'Let's turn it into what it's supposed to be.' But you don't know (expletive). You and your (expletive) (expletive) paper. (Expletive) you.''
Erm... Ryan. Music reviewers do judge music shows, that's what they do. And if you want to convince them that you're a quintessential fucking band, the best way to do that is by being good on stage and impressing the reviewer, not calling them up afterwards. And, most importantly: you twat. If you really care about what local papers say so much that you ring them up and leave rambling messages on their voicemail, don't try and pretend that you don't care what they say anyway. A star with an international profile should be better able to cope with a bad review - if you can't, you might be in the wrong business altogether.