The Year the Music Died: Bowie and Prince Forever, Kantner Lost in the Frey…
If there’s anything sadder than the deaths of our pop music heroes, it’s our attachment to them in the first place. If we are truly such a brilliant species to have created such popular paeans to ordinary pleasures, then we are truly pathetic to imagine that this is the be-all and end-all of our short little existences. But we are MTV kids, back from when MTV actually meant something, not just our own absurd realities exposed ad nauseam on TV.
Funny, I don’t remember all the bobby-soxers mourning Frank Sinatra for months on end, or even Elvis or Lennon, for that matter, all hugely popular, so maybe all this weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth is cause and/or effect of our modern Warholian ‘social’ (anti-social?) media culture, in which everyone is famous for fifteen minutes—in their own minds, at least, and those of anybody willing to ‘like’, ‘follow’ or ‘share’ them. Modern progress: now we are all teeny-boppers, slaves to fashion and followers of fallen idols. (More …)
janetberridge 3:56 pm on April 29, 2016 Permalink |
Great post! Very similar to what I just posted about Prince. I attended his last concert in Atlanta and recounted my MTV experience. Cheers!
hardie karges 3:58 pm on April 29, 2016 Permalink |
THX!
davekingsbury 6:26 am on April 30, 2016 Permalink |
Thoughtful post about a tough area to analyse … the culture we swim in. You’d need a crystal ball to work out where it’s all going.
hardie karges 6:35 am on April 30, 2016 Permalink |
Yep