Aug 062010
 

wyclef

Recently, Townsmen were invited to reflect on the following:

Will somebody please explain how and why washed-up rapper Wyclef Jean manages to show up at gigs like this? I have been flummoxed by his red carpet magnetism for years now. I just don’t get it.

And I have to say that I hadn’t given Wyclef Jean much thought up until then. Or after.

Until today, when this headline leapt at me from the pages of the Guardian:

Wyclef Jean confirms he will run for Haiti president

Wyclef Jean, the Haitian-born rap star who became one of the world’s most popular hip-hop artists, has told the Guardian that he will run for president of Haiti in the country’s November elections.

Somebody much wiser than me observed that greatest hits albums are like political careers: each tends to end in failure.

But clearly the guy has pull. Or thinks he does. Have any former – or practicing – musicians ever had a successful career in politics?

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Dad Rock

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Aug 062010
 

Why does the term “Dad Rock” bother me so much? Malcolm McClaren is dead, Bill Wyman is his own grandpa. Rap has sustained for over 30 years, rock for over 60. The surviving original rebels have traded whiskey for tea and weed for Metamucil. They can’t play in this young man’s game, even if they invented it. Let’s face it: “Dad Rock” is code for, “you are old, uncool and your music is lame.” You don’t need to have kids to like “Dad Rock,” it just means that you are bland and safe… like a dad.

I think the first time I saw the phrase was in a review for Wilco‘s Sky Blue Sky and it struck me as a way of saying that the quality of the music wasn’t the issue, rather it was a lack of cutting edges that left it milquetoast, nothing that would upset daddy’s delicate old heart. Yesterday I saw the phrase attached to the new Arcade Fire album, and that felt like crossing a line. Sure, they were cool a few years ago, but now they are filling up the seats of Madison Square Garden. With dads. Playing, “City With No Children.”

A quick web search reveals sketchy opinions that “Dad Rock” is either music of the ’60s and ’70s that baby boomers listen to exclusively, or that it is bands such as Coldplay, U2 and Wilco, or even just selected songs. Or maybe it’s a few more notches down the ladder of hipness – Phil Collins, solo Sting, Steely Dan. To an extent, it’s not that different from “Yacht Rock,” but without the cocaine and soft-rock overtones. But these goalposts are moving too easily, and who decides where they go?

Of course, we’d like to think that wisdom comes with age. Those kids will regret those M.I.A. albums, just like I regret, well, I regret…. My best friend in high school was embarrassed by his father’s fanatical fandom of Leonard Cohen. Cohen toured, the whole family went, my friend missed a big party. When asked why our friend wasn’t at the party, and told why, another friend said, “I wish my dad were that cool!” and I experienced a shift in perspective.

If I have any goal at all with this post, it is to ask the simple question: What do you think “Dad Rock” is? Does it actually exist? If it does, what are its defining characteristics? Or is “Dad Rock” simply a bracket that moves through time, a continuous parade of young people having the label applied to them and their favorite bands, when the inevitable grey hairs sprout? Like an animal urinating to claim its turf, does a dad’s appreciation of any music automatically categorize it as “Dad Rock?” Does a dad’s enjoyment of music ruin it for everybody else? It almost seems absurd to ask these questions, but I think they should be asked.

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Aug 062010
 

Here’s your spot to quickly get a rock-related beef off your mind. It doesn’t have to be anything major or long-standing, like any number of the pet peeves I share on a weekly basis. I think it’s best if we use this space for the sort of minor rock-related offense or frustration that you recently felt yourself unable to share with your mate or any nearby “normal” people.

For instance, en route to dinner with some work friends last night, I passed a bookstore. Knowing that I had a flight coming up this weekend I thought I’d duck in and pick up the latest edition of MOJO, always one of my go-to reads for long flights. Wouldn’t you know who was featured on the cover?

The Boss! “We were connected to the street…” reads the quote pulled on the cover of a story entitled The Making of a Working Class Hero. I almost never suffer from motion sickness, I figured, so why buy that issue and find myself throwing up over the middle of America? And the last thing my wife, who does suffer while flying, needs to hear is me bitching about the continuing saga of His Bossness. The issue also has a piece on Joanna Newsom, “The New Queen of Acid Folk,” as if I should know who the old queen was.

Man, I’m getting queasy just thinking about this issue I didn’t buy, but you see what I mean about the purpose of this thread? I couldn’t have sought empathy from anyone around me in the store. My wife and kids had better things on their mind. But you, my fellow Townspeople, can most likely listen and nod your heads. I feel better already, and I look forward to doing my part to help you feel better about your most recent rock-related beef, the kind of thing no one hears you screaming about in the regular world.

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Aug 042010
 

Let’s get a little chatter going, shall we? Most of you know this drill by now, but if you’ve been following along from the sidelines and want to make your initial splash in the Halls of Rock the following questions require nothing more than your gut answers! There’s no better way to jump into the fray because the only expertise required is a sound knowledge of and confidence in your gut feelings!

What would you like to come back to earth as in your next musical life?

Can songs about digital media and related devices ever be as satisfying as songs about physical media and related devices (eg, Paul Simon’s “Kodachrome”)?

What artist are you most tired of seeing kicked around here unfairly in the Halls of Rock?

What do you most wish for in a remastered reissue of a beloved album?

What’s the most recent album you’ve listened to that you really, really wish you could turn a fellow Townsperson onto?

What artist’s sometimes unfair ass-kicking can you not get enough of here in the Halls of Rock?

I look forward to your responses.

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Aug 042010
 

I owe a debt of “gratitude” to lurking Townsman Great 48 for introducing me to this video. He said all kinds of mean things about it when he brought it to my attention, but I know we can do better. I think it’s time we focused our positivity together — there’s been far too much snark around here lately. So remember: if you can’t say anything nice about “Puff Puff Give” by Hannah’s Field… don’t say anything at all.

By the way: extra points for saying something nice about the trustafarian playing the drum.

I look forward to your nice responses.

HVB

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Aug 032010
 


Mr. Moderator is out of pocket so it’s up to us to TCB while he’s gone. If you’ve got keys to The Back Office feel free to draft something up and let us know at thebackoffice[at]rocktownhall.com and we’ll publish it. Please no salicious, gratuitous excuses for sexual inuendo or soft core porn. We don’t want to get in trouble when he returns!
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Aug 032010
 

While I was washing my car today, AC/DC came on the radio. This was the Bon Scott-era AC/DC, not the Brian Johnson version, which I consider to be superior. Anyway, it occurred to me that Bon Scott is the answer to a burning Rock and Roll Question: “What would it sound like if Bob Dylan fronted a hard-rock band?”

Since most of us are approaching the age where curling up with Trebek is going to be a dominant form of entertainment, this format shouldn’t be too hard to get: 1) Set us up with the answer to the Question, 2) then fill us in on the answer when the suspense is killing us.

Here’s another example:

A: The Goo Goo Dolls.
Q: What would the Replacements sound like if they kinda sucked and got really famous?

And yet another:

A: The Brian Johnson-led AC/DC
Q: What would it sound like if Marge Simpson sang lead in a hard-rock band?

You get the format; this is Rock and Roll Jeopardy. We’ll open the board, but first let’s meet our contestants. First, we have this nerdy guy from Philadelphia who once got stuck in an elevator…

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