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i had the weirdest dream, heavyduty. i'd written this long essay called "Music: What Went Wrong?" which became a runaway sensation in numerous magazines and salon.com's etc etc. an amazing diatribe re: today's lack of melody or substance, how it's all but vanished. no sour grapes, just perfect literary reportage. cutting edge commentary on all the many genres we've liked all our lives, from mantovani to half jap. from wallpaper to sandpaper. that tastes have become so limited, compartmentalized. a scathing overview of the modern nigga mass-marketing dynasty, that young shouting brats have displaced the true classic voices of protest. simply for petty cash. the whole teen thing, how it simply cannot be equated with past bobby-soxers to bubble-gummers. over and over, kids are so strangely tolerant of mediocrity with a dance beat. the new slackers, baby punks disguised as classic rock. merely a retail slot to fit bands in. nothing created, everything recycled. stressing repeatedly the alarming tendencies that both artist and audience, merchant and consumer, have TOTALLY lost the ideals of musical content which our history holds most dear. generations move too fast to realize their book-learnin. blah blah blah. my writing was such a hit! the overall opinion was 'y'know? he's right!' the dream was mainly the celebration that my manuscript just shot to the top, and the parties and reviews and sudden financial success. i really wish i could do it. in a convincing way. it seemed so real in the dream. i almost wish we could all put our heads together and make the perfect story. go down in history, that gonzo journalist who inspired millions. write a whole book. help change the rules a bit. somebody's gotta do it. |
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wfmu record fair NYC sat 5 may 01