[dropcap style=”font-size:100px; color:#992211;”]O[/dropcap]ne’s a blazing new hope for scathing, politically aware activist folk-rock, bringing a voice of conscious resistance to an audience numbed by the full-frontal assault of serial Tory governments, late-stage capitalism, fully-matured consumerism and economic crisis.
The other is a nasal windbag gassing out dated leftie rhetoric and free-data liberalism from the vantage point of several decades of healthy PRS statements and a fanbase gathered through countless years of label support and pre-Napster promo budget. But who, nevertheless, reckons today’s musicians whine too much about filesharing.
Your mission is to guess which one’s which.
Photos by Carl Byron Batson. Not to be reproduced without express prior permission.
Photographer, published poet, former party animal, body builder, grave robber
to the stars and renowned chainsaw juggler, Carl can often be spotted on his
Harley Davidson pretending to be in Terminator 2. He is also frequently seen in
the press pits of old London town, camera in hand, avoiding being hit by bottles
of wee and crippling his opposition with secret Kung Fu moves.