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:: Monday, February 24, 2003 ::
Start each post with something to quote:
The blogger you know is worse than the blogger you don't.
-With apologies to Evidence
The history of Rock (and, I suppose American pop in general is as follows) - Musical forms pioneered by black folk in America
get largely slept on, or, scrubbed/sanitized by the recording industry establishment. (Elvis/Buddy Holly/Bill Haley back in the day -
Justin Timberlake being the modern incarnation of that).
But, unlike Tevin Campbell, J.T. can fucking dance. (And, hell he's got better producers... including himself - and that's not on some
Avril Lavigne shit).
Meanwhile, the Brits get ahold of our stuff... and just don't fucking get it.....
And, then, they sell their undanceable versions of our (we're Americans... what!?!?) music right back to the United States. Then again,
any nation that considers New Order to be dance music can probably dance to anything.... for shame for shame...
Matthew D. Diez
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