One of the things I find as I get older is how little patience I have for musical fads and/or theatrics pretentiously masquerading as counter-culture art.
The primary example is the glut of folk rock bands. At first I assumed it was specifically an Albany problem, but in looking at what’s dominating indie rock right now, it’s mostly that tripe; childishly simplistic acoustic arrangements with an accompanying ukulele while some kid who grew a beard 18 months ago whispering high school notebook scribblings.
I was at one of those shows recently, and it was like watching the Muppet Babies cover Iron & Wine. And they’re supposed to be one of the better acts in this area.
I’m not one of those who demands that any and all rock have some fucking balls (though God there’s times when I wish it all did). But I do think that the folk rock movement of the last few years is based more on laziness, complacency, and cowardice than on any real effort to expand horizons or, even, to play good music. Because if it’s not fun and it’s not good art, then what is the fucking point?
Here’s what I’ve been jamming to lately. I know saying it like that makes me sound old and unhip. Fuck you.
Twin Shadow – “Confess”
King Tuff – “King Tuff”
The Henry Clay People – “Twenty-Five for the Rest of Our Lives”
Fiona Apple – “The Idler Wheel Is Wiser Than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More Than Ropes Will Ever Do”
The Soundtrack of Our Lives – “Throw it to the Universe”
The Tallest Man on Earth -“There’s No Leaving Now”
Cadence Weapon – “Hope in Dirt City”
- Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye…
- Listen to me LIVE as guest co-host of Alternative to Sleeping tonight at 10pm!
- Realtors: “WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH” George Hearst III: “NONONOO SSSSHHH IT’S OKAY, it’s okay…here. Here’s a pacifier.” Kristi: “#oops.”
- Open Mic web series premiere tonight @ Lark Tavern
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