There are a great many things I waste my money on; beer, coffee, the Age, books on obscure aspects of history that one day I will read.
One product, however, that falls into the “why the fuck would anybody in their right mind buy that” is currently being flogged by the ABC - a three CD collection of one-hit wonders from the Countdown archives.
What. The. Fuck?
Surely one of the defining features of the one-hit wonder is that people actually didn’t like them all that much. The thought that people might shell out their hard-earned on a mixed collection of musical duds is being a touch optimistic, I would suggest.
And fuck, I hate Countdown.
Everybody raves about how it was a “ground breaking experience” and “paved the way for the future of Australian music*”. Well, sod that.
Looking at the old shows reveals it was obsessed with mainstream pap; John Farnham, Sherbet, The Ted Mulry Gang, for fuck’s sake. No Nick Cave, no Saints, no Triffids, no Go-Betweens.
Countdown and its cheer-squad can go fuck themselves.
*Sadly, given the future of Australian music seems to be Delta Goodrum and Australian Idol, I fear this may have been true.