manhours wasted
sunday (last night) i went to the borrrrrringest show! the band was blitzen trapper, and kevin’s friend who’s writing his thesis on toejam and earl (or something) took the train in from boston to see it, so i thought it would be both worthwhile and, extrapolating wildly from the vaguely teutonic name and the connection “video game student”, a kind of weird dancey band. well, i should’ve got the full information, because the other band was fleet foxes, so the theme was in fact “post-’wolf’ casual pastoral”. ohhhhhh they were borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrING. i stayed through all the first band to see if maybe the other second was a hilarious mismatch, but once at the second i could only last half a ssong before deciding that it wasn’t. halfway through fleet foxes a guy came up to me and we started talking about disclose (kawakami RIP), and i started thinking about things that were exciting and/or interesting, and i actually got mad at the bands for wasting everyone’s time. some people obviously liked the music, going so far as to yell “woo!” and so forth, but why? and how? “sons of lawyers in a boring band”, as jim once said, and while i don’t know the backgrounds of everyone involved, i can’t help but make a class issue out of such tepid, cloying nonsense (and i realize this is a slippery slope). also, it wasn’t even bad! it didn’t even have badness. and it wasn’t actively boring– no “positively charged negative space”, it just kept not getting interesting. so if you’re in one of these bands, and you’re reading this, please, stop being in a boring band! manage a restaurant, save a tree, eat ice cream everyday for a year, come on, do something with your life!
beware the spectacular ROKE MUSICK posing as ROCK MUSIQUE.
http://futurismic.com/2008/04/01/mallory-by-leonard-richardson/
thee leonardr?
See your time would have been much better spent at Dirty Projectors on Friday.