Rage Swear On The Beeb!
Rage Against The Machine shocked the BBC this morning by swearing on air.
The band appeared on the Radio Five Live Breakfast Show to talk about the campaign to get Killing In The Name to the top of the charts for Christmas.
They played the song live – and although frontman Zack De Le Rocha censored the use of ‘fuck you’ from the line ‘Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me’ most of the time, he suddenly burst into the explicit version!
The band were summarily cut off, with unamused co-presenter Shelagh Fogerty announcing that RATM had agreed not to use the ‘F’ word. All we can say is, what did Five Live expect? This ain’t squeaky-clean pop, you know!
Check it out for yourself here.
One thing the band did say during an interview, which preceded the ‘controversial’ perfromance, was that they would be donating any money made from sales of the single to the charity Shelter. Another good reason to buy it.
RATM also said: “The campaign [to get Killing In The Name to No.1] has tapped into the silent majority of the people in the UK… are tired of being spoonfed one schmaltzy ballad after another – and they want to take back their own charts. And we are honoured that that they’ve chosen our song to be the rebel anthem to try and topple the X Factor monopoly.”
Right on!
Oooh naughty words, must throw away my Zepp, Rush albums etc as they don’t swear so can’t be rock.
Is this Malcolm Dome or Malcolm Mclaren telling me what I should buy? Is this any different to the media/Cowell?
I know RATM are giving money to ‘charidee’ (as per Geldof) but why should they be beneficiaries of a number one just to keep the crap X factor from winning.
Surely the world of rock can come up with a better song than the RATM diatribe against religion and KKK causing wars fought by ‘chosen whites’ (very PC) as a Xmas single!
Somebody (namely XingXing) appears to be missing the point.
The rascals!
I think its crazy that the Beeb has to apologise for this…http://stevehynd.wordpress.com/2009/12/17/raging-at-moral-hypocrisy/ …its time we got over this victorian hangover about swearing.
Good on’em!