More of a quiet despair type myself, really.
The problem with this study is that there is no possible control group. What were the other kids listening to? Not wholesome old-fashioned Irving Berlin tunes, I'm sure!
I think the article provides great support for halford enrolling his daughter in an awesome metal intensive summer program. Also to atone for the weird SV camp :(.
I was listening to The Butthole Surfers when not in rehearsals for various youth orchestras.
On topic since this is the music thread: For a brief second, I thought Murray Head had appeared in the "People you may know" on my LinkedIn. On closer readings, it was some guy who is head of something at Murray State.
What were the other kids listening to? Not wholesome old-fashioned Irving Berlin tunes, I'm sure!
Classical, and a bit of Gilbert and Sullivan. My parents successfully brought me up in a bubble excluding most of recent history, to the point where, asked in an English class who I would cast in a film adaptation of the book we were studying, I said "Basil Rathbone" and was then very surprised and upset to be told that he was, in fact, dead, and had been for some time.
This explains a lot, I'm sure.
The number of people who have ever listened to a Metallica song positively correlates with a rise in autism rates. Where is RFK junior?
My parents certainly didn't have any current music in the house, but we had a radio.
I don't think the Instant Composers Pool was that punishingly loud.
I managed to avoid the taint of metal quite effectively by simply living where nearly nobody listened to it. Also having conservative parents who referred to rock and roll as "that acka-booka music" helped. I like to think I've turned out less satanic than my peers.
"that acka-booka music"
Incredibly racist.
Surely the most important recent music news is that the Grateful Dead's seemingly endless reign of terrible has finally come to an end.
I went to see the last show more or less livecast to a cinema here. It was about half good: they seldom could rock and now are just too old and doddery (Weir, especially) for that. But some of the slower and more delicate songs were lovely. Not enough Hornsby. I'm glad they knocked it on the head, and hope the survivors do interestingly different things. Lesh at least is trying that.
The 80s was a time when people had the ear of the president who today would only have a youtube channel that most people link to for the purposes of mockery. It was a time when you could expect someone to cite a Chic tract as evidence in a serious political conversation. It was a time when even Democratic politicians had to distance themselves from Rock music. It was a genuine low point in American political history.
There really are a lot of those low points, though.
19: My favorite Chic tract is "Real People", although some people argue for "Le Freak".
...cite a Chic tract as evidence...
Thus endeth the lesson.
Damn, all that time messing with YouTube and html leads to pwnnge by Frowner.
(Also, Butthole Surfers FTW. )
the taint of metal
Band name, or niche porn film title?
18. I'm glad I went to the local bar that had the livestream. Certainly a hoot, maybe a hoot and a half. People seem to miss that the 70s Let Phil sing t-shirts were a joke. Because he really can't.
Isn't the study that only considered the metal kids who, in fact, had turned out all right?
27: The metal kids did all turn out all right. The straw kids and the stick kids not so much.
The original kids (strung with catgut, fretted) have amazing tone but are hard to hear in a large venue.
"Play at this level, there's no ordinary venue."
Every so often I'm reminded, like this, of the whole devil-worship freak-out of the 80's, whether it's devil-worshiping metalheads or devil-worshiping child molesters or devil-worshiping animal/human sacrificers and I always have the same surprised feeling of wtf? There are some cultural moments that are impossible to recapture after the fact even if you were there for them at the time. I literally struggle to believe that shit happened even though I saw it happen.
Even without the fear of the devil, my mother -- probably a crazy person, but not of any religious flavor -- forbade me from listening to any kind of rock music, and that's another thing I can't believe. How does anyone think that A) they can actually insulate their kid from the popular culture of their day, and B) it's going to do them some good somehow? Naturally I found my way to the devil rock music on my own but in the mean time listening to classical while my peers were listening to everything else only made me awkwarder. What was the point, again?
Well, you didn't die of AIDS in The Filthiest Toilet in Scotland, did you?
How does anyone think that A) they can actually insulate their kid from the popular culture of their day, and B) it's going to do them some good somehow?
And yet Hawaii recently discovered those shitty, shitty Disney tween shows like Jessie, and I momentarily became your mom and entertained the notion of forbidding them entirely. Then I took a deep breath and figured it's just the Caillou of the older set.
AIPMHB, my son knew what McDonald's was before he was ever allowed to eat at one or to watch commercial television.
I knew who Ubu was before I ever read Jarry.
So I hit another car for not yielding to me in a crosswalk. This time with my bag. I didn't give chase because my ankle hurts and because the passengers (never saw the driver) looked foreign.
shitty Disney tween shows like Jessie,
You are right that there is no point in banning these things, but christ are they awful.
Among other things, they are the last refuge of the laugh track—an abomination which, you will recall, reached it's peak in the 80s.
'Jessie' is objectively awful. I have no problem banning anything I hate if there's any danger of me seeing or hearing it, so they can watch shit whilst I'm busy or elsewhere, but if I come in the room it has to go off. I did successfully ban an entire channel when the big girls were little - I'd forgotten, but they reminded me the other day.
