Voto:
My goodness, what must one do to interact at least a little without losing the central LOGOS? It’s already so difficult to change other people's perceptions, especially through a medium like the Internet, and if those people carry significant prejudices regarding everything that has happened since ’77, well then it’s tough. The problem with these people — I’m referring to Dave Jon and others who have this type of issue — is that for them the significant events of rock ended in 1975, a sort of apocalypse where everything that followed has been nothing but a rejection, a vomit to clean up and forget about. However, struggling not to settle for spiritual harmony simply because it is indeed SPIRITUAL HARMONY set against a simple rock band that is not prone to neuroses, a band that WANTED TO MAKE SOME SANE ROCK (this is what it means to be superficial, dear Dave Jon). Since we are talking about music, thus art, and about value — good, elevated, poor, whatever you wish — if you keep saying that you only care about feeling good, we’ll stop here and close the discussion; it’s not worth it. LED ZEPPELIN is a hard rock or blues rock band, whatever you want — what significance do the lyrics have in hard rock songs? They have a trivial significance; it’s not the priority in the context, but it’s not a flaw for the music itself, which, I reiterate for the umpteenth time, I enjoy listening to. I can say so far that I have lived an epic life full of excesses where I certainly didn’t hold back, and hard rock has played a significant role in expressing my personality. Content-wise, hard rock is nothing but a completely unoriginal rehashing of the three programmatic concepts of American popular music from the ’50s: sex, drugs, and rock n’ roll (after all, it’s well known that sex, drugs, and music excite the same brain areas; evidently, hard rock has a greater power for simpler brains or those less educated in other types of music). What do I mean by this? I mean that hard rock doesn’t give a damn about lyrics; it’s not the function of hard rock to present elevated lyrics, precisely because they want to communicate basic, raw things. Hard rock wants to convey the joy of living without worries, unlike punk, which expresses other feelings, perhaps opposites, frustration and anger, nor like primordial blues, which certainly didn’t want to express a silly joy of living. Hard rock is the musical and existential creed of the proletarian warrior, who, in the scenario of the industrial metropolis, relives the coarsest, most bombastic, and superficial feelings inherited from the most deleterious romanticism. Hard rock is neither blues (too hard) nor metal (too blues): because of its mediocrity and immediacy (not to mention predictability), it will also possess some very trivial and predictable themes. The Zeppelins wrote ballads too, and there they could have easily crafted some good lyrics, but nope, not even that. You tell me I can’t compare Cohen to the Zeppelins, and why not? In the ballads, I can certainly compare their lyrics and discover that Cohen is an artist in the true sense of the term, while Robert Plant is a crafty fool. The “ballad” present in every self-respecting hard rock album is steeped in the most sentimental and tear-jerking theme of some misfortune occurring between lover and beloved (he leaves her or she leaves him, but the memory will remain forever). It all boils down to this, devoid of any horizon other than dancing and orgasm, and it’s useless, Dave Jon, for you to say that it’s not like that because in thirty years of hard rock, one cannot identify a hard rock lyric that can be called a great text of literature like Dylan’s. Historically, it’s like that. So forget all the Celtic references you say you’ve picked up; they’re the dregs of a fool who had to dumb down the lyrics to fulfill the contract binding him to the record label — nothing but inspiration or ecstasy. Got it, you silly boy?