| |
| | Guardian Unlimited Arts | | The ultimate evil |
 | | Underlying the ire, it seems, is an almost Dickensian picture of innocent indie lambs euphorically exiting rock concerts and being hoodwinked into losing their pocket money by Faginesque hoodlums. |
 | | And so it is that, knowing full well that the illicit goods being proffered by the man in the checked cap may well be a little shoddy, you pay your £4, and go home fairly happy. |
 | | This seems to be perfectly in keeping with that darkly thrilling cocktail of degenerate living, deeply clever marketing and free-market economics that has always informed The Spirit of Rock. |
| arts.guardian.co.uk /filmandmusic/story/0,,1762401,00.html (479 words) |
|