And the words Some groups respond to success by writing deadening songs about the awful pain that comes with sudden wealth, andor the fascinating experience of doing soundchecks, making fleeting visits to famous American cities, and meeting limo drivers. For conclusive proof of the awful results of such an approach, I would suggest a quick flick through the Stereophonics' third album, Just Enough Education to Perform, which stands as one of the most jawdroppingly bad records ever made. It features a miserable chronicle of the rock life entitled Nice to Be Out, which peaks with a pre-gig bit of sightseeing in Dallas. We stood where Oswald took his shot, ... In my opinion, there's a bigger plot.
