#thebadguys
People
Bad teachers
It’s the spirit of the times.
Shitty times…
So shitty that we even have to worry about certain people, bald-headed idiots who love to march in groups and who, if they had lived in those times they crave so much, would have been cannon fodder or guests of their prisons.
As for those who beat each other with belts at their concerts to prove their virility, I'm sorry, but I just can't take them seriously…
So I look elsewhere: to those who are in love with swastikas, uniforms, and trinkets of a bygone era, even if they say it's not true, they’re ashamed, they claim it’s irony, situationism…
I don’t know if it's a lack of guts, mental confusion, or something else. Better, much better, to have someone like Lemmy (what can I do if Nazi uniforms are the coolest of all?).
It's a shame because some records are actually good (Cashmore, under his name or as Nature and Organisation, for example, has made some really nice things).
So if I have to point one out, I’ll mention this record by Boyd Rice, which I already like from the title and is considered a kind of manifesto of the genre.
If you get past the ridiculousness of the internal photos in the booklet, the music is actually, in its own way, pleasant…
Of course, I doubt he really understands what he’s saying (it seems unlikely that he could refer to the enlightened bourgeois liberalism of a Tocqueville who saw democracy as the dictatorship of the mediocre or to Plato's anti-egalitarian political utopia…but there you go! This is what we’ve got).
Bad teacher. Perhaps.