Y’know, I hardly listened to what’s called ‘classic rock' growing up. Even in New Jersey where one couldn’t escape Bruce Springsteen and that pervasive horn and sand-drenched sound. I was all about anything BUT that playlist.
Aerosmith, Van Halen, Zeppelin...didn’t care. That was stuff for EVERYone. Gimme the outcasts and the weirdos and THEIR noise. That I understood.
So it pains me to no end to make this admission...I’m starting to f’n loath indie. So affected, so coy, timid, under-rehearsed and under-developed, it takes nothing on the chin. And the genre’s so beholden to what came before as to literally induce comparison and mockery.
Gone is anything brazen or brash. ‘Indie’ subsists upon coterie of over-intellectualized bedsitters penning fey ditties--harnessed to standard Gang of Four-isms--for over-intellectualized blog critics. (...wink!)
The DIY aesthetic has been so over abused as of late as well. I almost miss the old model—wait for it--before THIS pixelated medium, back when the labels provided some semblance of a filtration device for wanna be music stars. Gone too, are stars.
...classic rock, anyone?
Van Halen - Dance The Night Away (Mp3)
Blue Oyster Cult - Burnin' For You (Mp3)
Rainbow - Since You've Been Gone (Mp3)
The Clash - London Calling (Mp3)
INXS - Don't Change (Mp3)