dave matthews--awful awful awful. however, dave and his lame, tired band with their standardized tired arrangements are not as foul as the crowd he draws.
jimmy buffet. but maybe not--he is what dave will turn into, and parrotheads are what his crowd will turn into once they have kids---so maybe they are linked, and buffet should simply be a constant warning--THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS IF YOU STAY STUCK IN THE SAME CRAP FOR TOO LONG....
phish. they are not funny. but they **are** really good players. what makes them awful is the fact that they choose to suck because their audience demands nothing more from them.
all the reactionary jazz singers on the order of diana krall who put a pretty face on the kind of wynton marsalis project of turning the music into even more of a museum piece, making what was for a time and still in some quarters is an amazing exploratory music into something safer and safer as muzak to accompany rituals of social affirmation as they play out in overpriced restaraunts before uninformed, not listening pinhead members of the aspiring bourgeoisie...fuck them all...every last one of them...and ken burns and wynton marsalis and stanley crouch too.
however, what i really really hate is bluegrass. 1, 5...1, 5....1,5.....1,5..... for a little rhythmic adventure, let's get the bass player to slap the strings. ooo. tiresome chord structures, a bizarre reverence for copying the originals--which results in a musical culture of precision servility--of course within this sorry culture, folk pretend things are otherwise because they smoke weed and play, as if smoking weed in 2004 still constitutes an act of defiance---irritating vocals, the basic requirement for which is that you affect some south appalachin accent, restrict yourself to harmonies that come from some fantasy of authenticity which are for reasons i will never ever understand associated with the kind of churches that handle snakes and such, and sing songs that make a fetish of your dead mother and or advocate cringing in fear before some protestant god. bad taste in clothing, some bizarre imperative for bands to appear wearing uniforms made of fabric that reminds you of the wallpaper in some cheap diner---reactionary politics, stupid hats.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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