If you think the state of musical creativity is healthy, and that today’s songwriters are synthesizing past influences to build something harder, better, faster, stronger … that’s ’cause you’re dumb. At least, so says today’s Bigmouth…Name that proponent of the devolution theory, take the jump to see if you’re right. But if you were born after the ’60s, don’t bother, stupid.
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Name that proponent of the devolution theory, take the jump to see if you’re right. But if you were born after the ’60s, don’t bother, stupid.
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What an idiotic thing to say. Someone should beat her with a copy of OK Computer.
someone should beat her with a copy of Nothing Compares 2 U
No doubt she includes herself in the devolution, using nonexistent words like “stupider.”
nobody paints like the middle ages because it’s been done, art evolves
I’m sure there are plenty of people over 40 who believe the same thing.
Look, I’ll be the first to admit our culture is dumbed down to an alarming degree. Through a synthesis of fear and laziness, all manner of bad has happened in recent years.
But inferring that the 60s was a pinnacle of songcraft and all that came after was garbage is ignorant. OBSERVE:
Incense and Peppermints
Good sense, innocence, cripplin’ and kind.
Dead kings, many things I can’t define.
Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns.
Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around.
Look at yourself, look at yourself,
Yeah, yeah.
Look at yourself, look at yourself,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah.
Tune-a by the cockeyed world in two.
Throw your pride to one side, It’s the least you can do.
Beatniks and politics, nothing is new.
A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Good sense, innocence, crippled and kind.
Dead kings and many things I can’t define.
Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Incense, peppermints, incense, peppermints.
Sha-la-la, sha-la-la….
Yes, Sinead. You sure told us off.
DwD
old people are dumb
i like “nothing compares 2 u” as much as the next hetrosexual male, but, damn, sinead o’connor says a lot of stupid stuff
Yep, evolution, physics, medicine telecommunication. All of these things were superior in the Middle Ages, we just can’t undestand what they had back then, because of our de-evolved brains. Shame.
She’s not as right as she thinks, but she’s a hell of a lot more right than any of you apparently realize.
And with that cryptic statement, I’m going to bed.
Someone forgot to close the hyperlink tag.
well i still behead people! is that enough middle age?
classic picture.
am i doomed to think my generation was better than the current one as well? comments like this have a way of announcing what an idiot a person is.
If no more new music was written after 1969 I think I would go on a muderous Charles Manson style rampage.
Tell me, did any song in the 60s encompass the infection spirit of Plastic Bertrand’s Ca Plane Pour Moi? Fuck no.
Sinead, you ought to be a silent film star. Keep that pretty little trap shut.
Stupid Stupider Stupidest
Nice Westerberg reference there Steve Sanders. Still hang out at the Peach Pit?