I am now officially old.
That’s the only answer.
Why? Well, I’ll tell you. I’m watching the rebirth of prog-rock and I’m finding it uncomfortable.
I know their have been other revivals in the past – Duffy channels girl groups from the 1960s, Paolo Nutini reminds me of Petulah Clark (I may have issues. I’m checking that out) and Adam Lambert would have fit into the glam bands of the 1970s without missing a beat – except for a heartbeat ’cause he wasn’t even born yet.
Sigh. I was.
Anyway, the whole waver, prog-rock thing, that’s the music I grew up with. Those are my tunes man! Tears For Fears, New Order, 10,000 Maniacs, Psychedelic Furs (mining a bit of a punk vein there, I admit it), Flaming Lips. . . those were the songs I knew when I was coming up. Not for me the pretty boys of Menudo or NKOTB, it was Depeche Mode and Simple Minds!
Speaking of Depeche Mode -
I lovvved that song. I sang it for days. Rattled Deep Six it did. She was pretty sure it was sacreligious. But recently I was minding my own business listening to CBC Radio One a few weeks ago and I heard this -
Gak!!!
You see what I’m saying?? Now I know nuffink about Muse (though they seem like a nice enough bunch) so I did a little recon. On youtube, the conversation under that particular video was all about whether or not this bunch ripped off the song from Radiohead.
Darlings. You know nothing. They ripped off Depeche Mode.
But I think we’re all okay with that.
If I look really hard, I’ll bet I can dig up my Violator concert t-shirt. . . .
