I have long gently admonished fellow music fans who are overly enamored with technical prowess vs. good songs. From a tribute I read to Robbie Robertson -"Guitar god Eric Clapton reportedly felt prompted to disband Cream after hearing The Band’s first album, Music From Big Pink. His own music, and the clamorous psychedelia accompanying it, now seeming mannered and soulless…Decades later, Clapton admitted how frustrating it was that The Band didn’t take him into their lineup, which he would’ve joined in a second if invited. When Clapton stopped by their crash pad near Woodstock and asked to jam, Robertson candidly admitted that they don’t jam. They play songs." Those last six words pretty much represent my music fan philosophy.
I have long gently admonished fellow music fans who are overly enamored with technical prowess vs. good songs. From a tribute I read to Robbie Robertson -"Guitar god Eric Clapton reportedly felt prompted to disband Cream after hearing The Band’s first album, Music From Big Pink. His own music, and the clamorous psychedelia accompanying it, now seeming mannered and soulless…Decades later, Clapton admitted how frustrating it was that The Band didn’t take him into their lineup, which he would’ve joined in a second if invited. When Clapton stopped by their crash pad near Woodstock and asked to jam, Robertson candidly admitted that they don’t jam. They play songs." Those last six words pretty much represent my music fan philosophy.
"All I could think was two things:
Wow. That took some figuring out and manual dexterity to execute.
This is shit."
That made me laugh! And reminded me of what I think of a lot of paintings, technique and little soul.