September 16, 2007

Up Front

Isn't it terrible when our songs of rebellion and are twenty-five years old? My favorite song against today's establishment, Eminence Front, feels so dated, yet rings so true. Nineteen eighty f'ing two. 1982. Can you even imagine?

It's about "the suits", it's about the fact that we have to pay $1 for our songs, and another goddamned dollar for our ring tones, and that we can't use our own music for whatever we please. It's about the fact that we're struggling to put Avril and Fiddy on our phones while the big boys are bathing in coke and Cristal. (Does anyone even do that any more? Talk about feeling dated.)

The news slows. People forget. They forget they're hiding!

EDIT: You know, the more I think about it, 25 years is really nothing given that most of the music of rebellion I listen to is now over 40 years old. At least I'm not 40 years old, I've got that much going for me.

Posted by pinkerton at September 16, 2007 1:09 AM