Hello primiballi and alix, I didn’t think that little comment I left two nights ago before going to bed would stir up such emotions. I thought it would go unnoticed, like thousands of other little nonsense on this site. It seems, however, that you have given me more importance than I expected, and honestly, this... flatter me (I say this without arrogance!). At this point, it is my duty to intervene, bringing the discussion to a higher level than the one I started. First of all, it was not my intention to offend anyone, truly; if I hurt you by touching on an artist who is particularly dear to you, I apologize (to be honest, it bothers me too when someone touches Bowie). I take this opportunity to say that, anyway, I never criticize people’s tastes: you’ll never see me write “fans of x and y don’t understand a damn thing,” personal opinions are sacred, and so are musical tastes. My goal was neither to convince you to listen to something else nor to mock you. On the contrary, I repeat, I really enjoyed the review. Here and there, I've made a few jokes about U2 and Bruce Springsteen, but truly: it is not my intention to disrespect the visitors of DeBaser. That would be something else.
Secondly, I know well that many great artists with enormous bank accounts have earned their fortunes rightfully, writing memorable pages in the history of rock. Criticizing them for this could be ridiculous, if it weren't for the fact that I haven't grumbled about Macca's wealth. I lament the fact that major names like Pink Floyd, Macca, U2, Bruce Springsteen create a media event with each of their releases, regardless of the intrinsic value of their products. And this is because, irrespective of their current abilities, they are machines capable of churning out lots of money for record companies. If Macca has produced a good album, fine, good for him (and for you). But I challenge you to disagree with me on one thing. When these big names release a new album, fans are ready, with their hands on their wallets, basking in the question: “Did he make a good album this time?” And if things go well, they spend two months applauding, saying: “He made a decent album, how nice, it’s not a bad album, my beloved artist xyz is the best.” No, it's not like that: it’s not enough to make a nice album to remain a God. David Bowie hasn't made a great album since Lodger, even if Heathen is nice (I didn’t say a "beautiful" album, but a "great" album). We need to be objective. And objectively, I realize one thing: the more these personalities are idolized—not so much by fans (whose only crime is spending €20 and listening to some music, so they bear no fault!), but by the so-called specialized press and major record labels (even if it’s obvious), the more many genuinely innovative young bands will struggle to emerge from anonymity. Let me explain even better: no big group or major artist is safe from fierce demolition by a savvy critic, but regardless of how many stars will accompany the release of the next album from... I don’t know, Sting, rest assured that his CD will still be promoted on all the news bulletins. Creating the event. On the other hand, by next year, at least thirty bands with members under 25 will release their CDs: however, rest assured that 29 of these CDs will be produced by this or that famous producer, and will be the photocopy of something already heard millions of times, reworked to fit MTV's direction.
And this drives me to say: “Damn it” louder and louder. Sorry if I’ve been verbose: all this wasn’t to say “shut your mouth!” On the contrary: I would like to continue the discussion (since it started) and I await your comments on my (highly debatable!) opinions. Bye!
