So I am watching the PBS series on the music of the century (I think the BBC called it Walk on By) and it's the countrified/folkified rock episode BLUUURGHHHH.
How many time can these old men keep saying 'natural'?? C'mon, songs are better song by people who didn't write them! Ew jam bands. Ew hippies. Ew beards.
But: how, in my championing artifice over nature, did I become total hippie home birth lady???? Technology and man made meddling in music YES!!! In birth NOOOOO. (Although, that lotus birth thing, whoa, no thanks.)
But really the sounds and aesthetics of this musical genre = hi, I am clawing my eyes out! With old spoons.
I have to go listen to a Night at Studio 54 to purge and cleanse myself now. And put on lots of make up!
(Oh no!!! Lean on Me! Oh, how I hate you, song.)
Posted by rosemary at May 15, 2005 10:42 PMI don't think it's a conflict of "man" v. nature, but rather an overarching Euro aesthetic. Also, a femme-y one. What is better: baked macaroni and cheese [mom], or a chevre goat cheese terrine with tarragon twigs and a spritz of kedem [prof. chef=dude]?
That's plausible, right?
Just think of all those hippie girls who, well, the less the said the better.
Posted by: cathy@cathy.cathy on May 16, 2005 06:30 PM