February 9, 2006

THE TICKETLESS ONE SPEAKS

From Rankin Rob, in my comments:

U2 records are like buying a jar of Jiff Peanut butter. You know what to expect. Bono and his mates make very good peanut butter if that's what you like.

Well, no shit! ALL artists create what you expect. That's why you like, or dislike them. No artist has an unlimited pallette. Unless you want to be like Beck, or Zappa, and try to reinvent yourself on every goddam song you write, so you can make yourself, and everyone else, by extension, immediately irrelevant.

And then you become completely inaccessible, because only you get the inside joke, the elitist giggle. No one else even gets you anymore.

Kinda like Velociworld.

Still like that U2 album. And anyone who ever got laid to Beck can still smell the girl's armpits.


That is all.

Posted by Velociman at February 9, 2006 10:29 PM
Comments

You say that like it was a bad thing.

isn't it nice it's possible for someone with a brain to differentiate the artistic merit of an artist, from his barking moonbat political views?

I'm hoping for the day.

Posted by: og at February 9, 2006 10:48 PM

Precisely. No use for Bono the Grasping Poseur, plenty of respect for Bono the singer/songwriter. And yes, after 25 years one will detect a bit of redundancy. But as long as the craftsmanship improves, well, there always Zappa, on the other hand.

Posted by: Velociman at February 9, 2006 11:01 PM

Oh what progress the boys from Dublin have made. Some 20+ years later and Adam Clayton is almost a mediocre bass player. Imagine that......

Posted by: bitterman at February 10, 2006 1:53 AM

What's wrong with armpits?

Posted by: rankin' rob at February 10, 2006 7:08 PM
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