Modern Life Is Rubbish Page #3

It's like a reference to musical history.

It's retro.

And everybody knows having "head" in the

name of a band is like a lucky charm.

- Plus it sounds cool.

- And it works on two different levels.

Correctamundo.

Yeah. All right, fine.

Yeah, I can dig it.

- So what about the, uh... the dynamic?

- Well, that's obvious.

You on bass, Gus on drums.

I'm the front man.

Lead guitar and vocals.

- Hang on. Why do you get to be the front man?

- Because I'm lead guitar.

- Exactly.

- What do you mean, exactly? Exactly what?

It'll cloud your focus.

Maybe I should be the front man.

Then it'll cloud your focus.

Besides, you're just a bass player.

If you wanted to be front man, you should

have learned a different instrument.

- Bass players can't be the front man.

- Oh, right.

I guess you haven't heard of an obscure

little band called the Police?

Or some random bloke called

Paul Mc-f***ing-Cartney?

- [bangs snare drum]

- I could be the front man. Like Dave Grohl.

Well, if I shoot myself in the mouth with a

shotgun, maybe you'll be given a chance.

But until that day,

I'm the f***ing front man.

What's up, boys?

Rehearsal's

not going well?

Just having

some creative differences.

You know how it is,

Len.

[laughing]

I know a geezer

you should meet.

[laughs] Yeah.

Yeah, he'll put the jam

in your sandwich, all right.

What,

is he a manager?

Yeah, sort of. He's more like

a kind of groove doctor.

You know,

audio alchemist.

Sonic surgeon.

Legend has it he gave

Shaun Ryder his first E.

Helped Johnny Marr crack the

riff for "This Charming Man."

Kept the Gallaghers

from killing each other.

For a bit.

I mean,

if I could find him...

Yeah, you should

definitely talk to him.

Could be tricky

though.

He had to disappear for a while after

that business in the hotel in Amsterdam.

What's his name?

No one knows

his real name.

They just call him

the Curve.

- [snickering]

- No, no, no, no.

No, he's the real deal,

lads.

I'll put a word out, yeah?

See what I can do.

Stick it to the man, boys.

- Rock and roll!

- Yeah!

- [loud rock music playing, muffled]

- [people chattering, faint]

[sighs] I'm just saying,

it's been three days.

I just thought I would have

heard from him. You know?

Men are only good for one thing.

I've told you that.

Maybe it's because

he doesn't have a phone.

What is he, a caveman?

How could he not have a phone?

Something about not wanting to conform?

I don't know.

- He sounds weird to me.

- He is.

But I kind of liked him.

I don't get it.

It was all so perfect.

Maybe that's why he hasn't called.

Commitment-phobe.

- [knocking]

- Hide. Hide. Hide.

- [rock music continues, muffled]

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