In Kill you idolsone of the no wave idols' complaints was the influence of the past on the present generation of bands. but it isn't necessarily bad.
The kids of today are exposed to so much more than in the past. they can listen to records that are out of print, they can watch virtually non existing videos on YouTube. it is a never ending world of possibilities, of course, if you know how to pick them, but for that obviously you need to have good taste and it is no mystery that the masses never did.
industry VS. art
Well, they were right about the distressing longing of the present generation to "do or die" - become the band of the moment, earn a lot of money and well, that's it. there is no intention to make anything more valuable, no pretension to make art, God forbid to express themselves somehow differently! nope, they only reflect the zeitgeist, as it is portrayed in the fashionable magazines. And just like the "current fashion" on most street fashion blogs, the pictures only promote last season's trends, the assembly line is always one step behind. our assembly line is called the NME.
The distorted synthesizers slowly emerge as shinny black guitars, and ties turn black vinyl. mid life crisis? oh, it doesn't matter why, here are the facts.
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others? new-wavers-turned-metal-dummies? can you spot them?
I like unexpected blends of subcultures that would seem meaningless to an outsider, but it would mean the world to the weirdo that lives upon that stuff (yeepie!)
You know the Psychobilly kids, they have lots of retro tattoos, wear leather jackets and put Grease in their savage Pompadours or their notorious Beehives.
it's a tradition and you don't mess with tradition. unless you're a real rebel and you don't follow archaic rules.
like Johnny, Jive Johnny. who kills folks on the street and puts them in his refrigerator. or that's what JemekJemowit told me, since most of the song is in German.
it's a fascinating mash of 80's hardcore electronic sounds. a quick reminder of all the Super Marios and Sonic the Hedgehogs of my and my friend's childhood. the same sounds that the Nu-rave kids like to abuse on MTV.
Alan Vega should be proud, his legacy lives on and morphs into something even stranger as it goes. that bloody monster never sleeps.
take a look at Charlie Megira's video as well, 1950's beach party in Jaffa, an Israeli underground myth. "Rock'N'Roll in Hebrew is just Dynamite" goes the chorus. here's another tradition blown up to pieces.