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Headphoneus Supremus
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For teenagers of the 90's this was tough year music wise. Some of those decades best acts slammed the door shut on what remained of their relevance.
Let’s list once forward thinking acts that slip into reactionary poses.
Bleed Like Me by Garbage has to top the list. Vig and crew abandoned the techno rock for a grittier feel aimed at recapturing the airwaves. Instead it recaptured apathy. None of the tracks sound remotely fresh; not to mention the recording was one of the worst compressed contraptions to grace my ears this year. I hope Beautiful Garbage might have been a transition piece. Instead it was a last hooray. That album did pre-new new wave better than Bleed's post new new wave cacophony.
The demise of Garbage was tolerable. Their sound always was kind of disposable in a high school girlfriend kind of way, but the next one hit me a little too hard. Nine Inch Nails was a touchstone for me during the formulative years. I grew as they grew. PHM blared in clubs I snuck into late night when the danger of life was new. My angry at the world twitches found relaxation in Broken. And then when anger, fear, and peer pressure formed a collective know in my stomach along comes The Downward Spiral to tie together in a neat teenage wet dream bow. Even in the waning days of college, The Fragile offered a bloated self important opus that coexisted nicely with my confident about to tackle the world aspirations.
So what does With Teeth mean? Well apparently I have nothing to offer the world except trite verse-chorus-bridge song structure sandwiched by cliche' instrumentals. I wanted to like it, but all the danger was gone. Hell, there wasn't even self importance anymore - just a last gasp careerist sludge that my ears couldn't get around.
For the sake of brevity, I won't go into Playing the Angel or Don't Believe the Truth.
For interesting tricks, The Arcade Fire or Cloud Cult will have to do for now. As for the above acts, I look forward to the future tours where my peers and I may bask in the warm glow of nostalgia from a time where our touchstones were more than that.
Let’s list once forward thinking acts that slip into reactionary poses.
Bleed Like Me by Garbage has to top the list. Vig and crew abandoned the techno rock for a grittier feel aimed at recapturing the airwaves. Instead it recaptured apathy. None of the tracks sound remotely fresh; not to mention the recording was one of the worst compressed contraptions to grace my ears this year. I hope Beautiful Garbage might have been a transition piece. Instead it was a last hooray. That album did pre-new new wave better than Bleed's post new new wave cacophony.
The demise of Garbage was tolerable. Their sound always was kind of disposable in a high school girlfriend kind of way, but the next one hit me a little too hard. Nine Inch Nails was a touchstone for me during the formulative years. I grew as they grew. PHM blared in clubs I snuck into late night when the danger of life was new. My angry at the world twitches found relaxation in Broken. And then when anger, fear, and peer pressure formed a collective know in my stomach along comes The Downward Spiral to tie together in a neat teenage wet dream bow. Even in the waning days of college, The Fragile offered a bloated self important opus that coexisted nicely with my confident about to tackle the world aspirations.
So what does With Teeth mean? Well apparently I have nothing to offer the world except trite verse-chorus-bridge song structure sandwiched by cliche' instrumentals. I wanted to like it, but all the danger was gone. Hell, there wasn't even self importance anymore - just a last gasp careerist sludge that my ears couldn't get around.
For the sake of brevity, I won't go into Playing the Angel or Don't Believe the Truth.
For interesting tricks, The Arcade Fire or Cloud Cult will have to do for now. As for the above acts, I look forward to the future tours where my peers and I may bask in the warm glow of nostalgia from a time where our touchstones were more than that.