The latest thing to irk the Victor Meldrew of cagoule-rock is the fact that certain HMV stores don't sell CDs. When we say "certain HMV stores" we just mean the HMV in Selfridges in London. Phew, rock 'n' roll.

He had a good old moan on his blog. Let's see what he had to say:

"I went into the HMV in Selfridges - I could spend two hours in there just looking at records - only to be told by one of the staff that they don't sell CDs anymore!! A fuckin' outrage […] 'It's the future,' said the kid. 'Fuck the future,' said I. IT. IS. THE. END. OF. THE. WORLD […] So what happens now then? Do I actually have to buy a bastard computer to buy music?"

Noel, we like you. You're a funny guy. But this whole Luddite shtick is wearing us down.

Here's the reality, old bean. You were signed at a time when the music industry had got fat from the CD reissue market. But within five years, the wheels had fallen off. CD sales have been falling over 10 percent every year for the last decade. The ONLY bit that is growing is downloading. It will soon be the only bit that brings you any money. And we do know how much you like your money.

But what do you expect from a band that still refuses to put its music on Spotify? We can only assume that the next Oasis album is coming out on eight-track. Christ.

by HorseWorm