I was reminded an old post I made here, back when I could write. It’s not that I’ve forgotten how to do it, or magically been zapped by some wicked witch, but I’ve just run out of time and enthusiasm. I wonder if that’s what happens to everyone in the end. When was the last good Metallica album you heard? Isn’t the best recent Ministry album a pale copy of Psalm 69? I might hope for a good new NIN album, but we’ll likely get a dull slab of corporate dad-rock with some tinkly bits.
What happened to us all?
We got old. Rock ‘n’ roll comes with a deadline, and when you reach it, time to die or move on. You’re not supposed to still be there at 50. Continue reading →
Well, I’m on a roll so I might as well carry on. Has it really been 11 years? Wow. OK, Fever came out in 2001 and I remember listening to it two or three times, thinking “this is a really good album”, and then promptly forgetting all about it and never hearing it again.
It was certainly more sophisticated than anything I’d heard by Kylie before (though not a huge step away from one of my favourite songs by her, Breathe). It was breezy pop for grown-ups, rather than of the aimed-at-eight-year-olds variety. There was something European about it. Come Into My World might have been by Air, for example.
At the video game forum where I hang out, someone linked to a rather stupid article from 2001 called “Where did all the catchy tunes go?”, in which Steve Sailer claims that – well – things ain’t what they used to be. I could have ignored it, could have walked away, but I thought there was a defence to be made for modern pop. I know this because I’ve been there: saying that there aren’t great songs out there only proves that you haven’t been paying attention. Continue reading →