bogusman

I wouldn't know (because for me that kind of honesty you mean isn't a problem...). I was referring to your obvious dislike for young rebellious nonconformists, etc., just in words. If the sonic result is interesting, who cares, right?

"I don't like being taken for a fool when I purchase a product, whether it's musical or not": mmmh be careful because I think this happens more often than you think, especially in the rock scene. If you were to base your purchases (or downloads) on the intellectual honesty of those on the other side, I fear you'd have pretty empty shelves... At least with Lindo & Co. the game was out in the open.

I think that the cynical and "to drink" Italy of certain years in the '80s could only produce, by contrast, groups like Cccp, whose pro-Soviet stance was nothing more than a search for stability in a world that then seemed quite ephemeral. The Warsaw Pact, steel monoliths, words like "realism," primarily exercised an aesthetic charm, so loaded with mystery compared to the insignificant sheen of the West. However, it makes me laugh to see those who take texts, lyrics, and covers so terribly seriously, as if it were a programmatic manifesto of a group of terrorists... There’s a dissociated irony, a masked awareness, even in statements like the one I posted that caused such horror. They knew too that everything comes from the Blues, damn, but is it so criminal to pretend to live in a parallel universe where things went differently? Is it so criminal to have a little fun (and it seems they succeeded since people still fall for it even 20 years later)? I conclude with another shocking phrase: "To those many who discovered America five hundred years late, our congratulations. Everyone gets the imagination they deserve."

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Strange, yet the DKs (I'm talking about the first album) are full of time changes, of ideas that continually invigorate the sound; to me, their music seems anything but monotonous and devoid of creativity. That you might like the Ramones, who in 25 years of career only rehashed the same 3 chords (masterfully, but okay) and the Sex Pistols seems really odd to me. Be careful with the Stooges because they don’t historically fall into true punk (the '77 kind).

"I just can't see it as a genre but only as a simplification of Rock or poorly done rock" and this, damn, you also say that about the Dead Kennedys???

Interesting. That very thing you call "simplification" was, in my (and not just my) opinion, the recovery of the primal rock'n'roll energy. Let's not forget that punk was hailed as a godsend after years of prog (in England) and after years of second-rate country in America. Even though now that certain critical outrages no longer make sense and all "genres" can sit on the same shelf without triggering an antimatter reaction. Anyway, punk has never thrilled me, even though I have recently revisited bands like X, DeadK, Buzzcocks; I have always been more attracted to the new wave, with the endless variations that have been part of it over 25 years of recycling and mixing influences...

You're right, sorry. I misunderstood. I only remembered some of your statements in other posts, where it seemed to me that you were trashing punk. Hearing talk about musical technique in this context got my hackles up. Yes, now I remember. You said that the Dead Kennedys were shit, if I'm not mistaken... is that right?

Here we go again with the "being skilled as musicians," judging all works with the same yardstick (see the discussion with the anonymous one about Saucerful of Secrets... or was it Sgt Pepper? Who knows). It's been about thirty years since the first cries of punkwave, and it should be well established that the power of a sound is not solely determined by virtuosity. This and other works from the punk-wave area (horrify yourself, man) deliberately reject any academic, rock-oriented, or jazz-fusion approach to "playing music." What to you, man, is a meaningless guitar scraping, to me and others is pure sonic expressiveness. The drum machine that monotonously keeps the same Tum-Pa rhythm is, to you, mind-numbingly boring; to me, it's the bare minimum heartbeat (I may have overstated that, but whatever). In the punk scene, YOU CANNOT judge the value of a work based on musical technique.

"To dismantle musical beliefs" is impossible, right? However, it is possible to dismantle the arguments with which these beliefs are expressed. And your arguments are based on (proud) prejudices and idiosyncrasies. But I understand you, because I am radically allergic to reggae... not even for ideological or aesthetic reasons, it's just that I can't stand that fixed upbeat (that for sure) that never changes even if you pray in Chinese.