Monday, July 27, 2020
Got Them Monday Morning, Feeling Relatively Healthy, But Still Something Gnawing At Me Blues
I spent approximately 60 minutes this morning sampling the new recordings of six new bands. My goal was to discover one or two gems to rave about and pass along, instead of the ideas I had on deck, which were either a piece about Patto's debut, a fun post involving Richard Manuel and Paul McCartney, a continuation of an earlier post about two different songs that are essentially the same, or another dreaded reggae post, no pun intended.
I don't like homework! I never did!
A few years after our shop closed, my business partner mentioned how one of the few good things about no longer having a record store was no longer feeling the pressure of having to listen to new music. On the surface, that seems very curmudgeonly. But listening to music should not be homework. And while I wasn't repulsed by what I heard this morning, the music mostly made my eyes roll.
Here's the grunge-y, indie band, slogging away on a riff and shouting some lead vocals. Here's the neo-psychedelic band, with backwards guitars and their third-rate "Tomorrow Never Knows." Here's the band with the 12-string guitars and Byrds-chords and not bad harmonies over a fairly tuneless tune. Here's the beardo and his guitar, with his nasal voice trying desperately to keep himself alive. I wasn't having fun no matter how much I wanted to love and support a band that isn't celebrating their 40th anniversary of being broken up.
New music needs to come to me naturally; an email from a trusted friend, a review by a trusted critic, or that rare occasion when I hear something being played somewhere. These days, it's either the post office, the pharmacy or the supermarket, so the chances of hearing something other than the Doobie Brothers or Lady Gaga are slim.
I am not opposed to "new" and "young." I am opposed to the pressure, or to the occasional comment about lawns and the need to get off of them. I am also not a fan of listening to 50 different records in 50 different genres from 50 different age groups, just so I can say I did.
Losing both Peter Green and Emitt Rhodes, two of my musical heroes, in the same week, shed some light on just how many people had no idea who either were. That's six albums right there that are brand spanking new to so many.
In summation, I am going to do what I do best and leave the discovering of up and coming talent to other bloggers. I am sure there are many writers out there who are more suited to write about the bands on Stereogum's Top 50. I'll be here to remind them that "Dark Side Of The Moon" was not Pink Floyd's first record.
Posted by Sal Nunziato at 7:26 AM