July 21, 2011
— Ace Verum Serum has a post contrasting a Police song's take on cars with Rush's.
The Police song -- Synchronicity I, I think -- goes...
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes,
Contestants in a suicidal race.
That is, all you wage-slaves headed to work each day are lemmings in a suicide machine.
You hear this an awful lot from artists. An awful lot. You see this basic idea -- the emptiness and awfulness of normal, quotidian life -- in dozens of movies, like the empty American Beauty, and damn, if they don't win Oscars a lot.
Death of a Salesman was about this. So, instant classic.
This is a silly and solipsistic conceit. Let me define that word, in case you don't know it:
sol·ip·sism (slp-szm, slp-)n. Philosophy
1. The theory that the self is the only thing that can be known and verified.
2. The theory or view that the self is the only reality.
Taken out of the realm of philosophy, the word is mostly used to describe a non-thoughtful, non-philosophical insistence that one's own experience can be generalized to all other's experience. That is, it's a baby thing. Like babies who lack any sense of perspective outside their own heads, the solipsist is incapable of using his imagination to guess what the world might look like from other vantage points.
We are all prisoners of our own experience, it is true, but the solipsist is a willing prisoner, and generally refuses to even try to see the world from a different point of view.
Now, artists love songs like this, and movies like this, because these movies speak to them. They are of a specific psychological type, mostly. They themselves could not function happily within the confines of what most people would call "a normal life," and are driven towards more Bohemian, atypical lifestyles.
I don't begrudge them that. As someone who's wound up, whether by choice or by chance, in a sort of Bohemian limbo myself, I get why they chafe at the idea of 9 to 5 and nicely-trimmed suburban lawns, myself. (Actually I don't get the latter and never have -- what the hell is the problem with a nice lawn?)
So these songs, and these films, can be said to be the stories of their own lives and their own choices, the rejection of "normal" life and more common non-artistic dreams and ambitions. And certainly, for any successful or semi-successful artist, their choice to take an oddball path can be justified; if it all works for them, wonderful.
But they don't leave it at that. The message of these songs and movies is that the Square, Normal Suburban Workaday Life just wasn't for me, because my psychology was such that I couldn't hack that would always be miserable in such a state; it's almost always generalized and universalized as something much, much bigger:
The life you lead (assuming you're not an Artist) sucks and you're a fool or a coward for leading it.
What? How did we get there?
Not everyone has talent enough to be an artist and produce art on an occasional schedule (when the Muse moves one) and yet be good enough at it so as not to starve. In fact, the number of artists a society can support is surely hard-capped at no more than, say, 1% at the very most, and only during a period of strong, strong economic activity, when artists who can't make a living on their art can get paid good wages as a waiter or something.
This is so obvious, isn't it?
So what the hell is the Artist scorn for all non-Artists?
And why is there no recognition by the Bohemian Lifestyle crowd that the Bohemian Lifestyle isn't very attractive for many people, anyway? Some people really don't like the Bohemian thing of always worrying about rent and never having anything saved for the future.
We call a lot of such people "parents." If the Bohemian lifestyle is tough on an adult -- and it is, unless you're quite rich -- imagine what it's like for a kid.
Artists always claim that among their most important gifts and among their most crucial skills is to see the world through other people's eyes, or imagine a world that isn't, but could be.
Really? Are you sure of that, guys? Because if you have that capability you sure the hell seem to spend an awful lot of your time suppressing it in favor of dogfood morality plays that tell everyone they should just put together a stick and bindle and go hobo-ing on the trains and "see where life takes them."
Something I really like in movies is where the hero or heroine finally has a real job. Tommy Boy was not a great movie -- good, not great -- but I can't tell you how much I liked the occupation of the heroes in that.
They made, and sold, after-market car parts.
How great is that? The heroes actually made good quality car parts so that people could fix their cars. They weren't in Hollywood Cliche Occupations like Artist, Photographer, Magazine Editor, Fashion Designer, Architect, Writer, etc. (Or the ubiquitous Cop or Lawyer, but those professions are usually only seen in the specific genres of crime picture/legal drama.)
They just made stuff, and sold stuff, which other people needed and bought. They didn't have the Philosophically Heroic Profession of Artist; no, they had the mundane profession of car parts manufacturers.
Meanwhile, in parts of the movie they don't show, it's the Car Parts Manufacturers who actually create the excess wealth in society that permits an investment in nice-but-not-necessary diversions like Police albums and therefore makes Sting millions of dollars denigrating the Car Parts Manufacturers.
Just people going through the humdrum, and yet quietly heroic, work of actually building the things and growing the food that actually makes civilization possible.
And this is all so obvious. It's not that they lack insight or perception to see this. It's in plain sight -- no special skill at perceptiveness required.
No, it takes something else. An affirmative, deliberate choice to be blind rather than sighted.
All in order to flatter themselves, and insult other people for not making the choices which were, for them personally, better suited than others, and make millions of dollars denigrating the economic heroes that make their Bohemian existences possible in the first place.
Childish and solipsistic. But children can be so nasty like this.
Here's an Honest Song About the Life of an Artist: People call this a "comical" song. It's a funny thing I'm learning -- you can usually tell a whole lot more truth in comedy because more "serious" works are filled with dishonest dramatic posturing.
But if you're being funny, you're often being real.
So here's a song that expresses the proper sentiment regarding being so damn lucky as to make millions of dollars for banging on a guitar.
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Some genuine artists are genius self-involved assholes, but Sting is not among that number.
Posted by: The War Between the Undead States at July 21, 2011 01:23 PM (G3Smk)
Shouldn't we be asking ourselves questions that Really Matter, like:
"If Eric Holder gets indicted in Operation Fast & Furious, should he get a civilian trial?" (Courtesy Iowahawk)
Posted by: Arbalest at July 21, 2011 01:24 PM (BqSr3)
Posted by: Dave C at July 21, 2011 01:25 PM (2lf+r)
Posted by: Teresa in Fort Worth, TX at July 21, 2011 01:25 PM (/kd4o)
Posted by: BlackOrchid at July 21, 2011 01:26 PM (SB0V2)
With man/boy Leo DiCrapeo and Kate Winslet?
I think it was the premise behind American Beauty also..
Posted by: Dave C at July 21, 2011 01:27 PM (2lf+r)
This nobility can focus on the important things - ruling the plebes, art, and religion (of the enviro-nut sort).
It is amazing how reactionary the left is when you really analyze where they want to go...
Posted by: 18-1 at July 21, 2011 01:27 PM (7BU4a)
I could dork adult women like you proles, but then I'd just be one of you.
Posted by: Roman Polanski at July 21, 2011 01:29 PM (QKKT0)
You hear this an awful lot from artists. An awful lot. You see this basic idea -- the emptiness and awfulness of normal, quotidian life -- in dozens of movies, like the empty American Beauty, and damn, if they don't win Oscars a lot.
Ah, I did a Breitbart..
Posted by: Dave C at July 21, 2011 01:29 PM (2lf+r)
Posted by: Vashta.Nerada at July 21, 2011 01:29 PM (u3fg7)
what the hell is the problem with a nice lawn?
Duh, lawn care. Because in the suburbs you have to mow and water and weed the thing, and that takes work. Work is hard.
No one thinks lawns are oppressive if they are on big manicured estates with Filipino gardeneres.
Posted by: Emperor of Icecream at July 21, 2011 01:29 PM (epBek)
O.K. -- you gave me "silopsistic", but you left me hanging on "quotidian".
"Bien pensant" fits in here somewhere.
Posted by: Cicero at July 21, 2011 01:29 PM (QKKT0)
Posted by: JohnJ at July 21, 2011 01:30 PM (Tt6ky)
Oh, and OT, but why isn't anyone hammering home the fact that the Senate deliberately CHOSE little Chuckie Schumer's plan of NOT working on their own debt ceiling plan, deciding instead to take pot shots at the House's CCB plan?
This IS their strategy, and it needs to be telegraphed to people - there IS no plan in the Senate, there never WAS a plan in the Senate, and there isn't going to BE a plan in the Senate.
THAT'S what today's "strategy" meeting at the WH is - they're getting their marching orders.
If Boehner and the Pubs fold, they are going to be in real trouble with the electorate at large. They should all just go home for the weekend and let President Puttz and the Senate sweat it for once.
Barky needs to OWN this - he said he owns it, now let him.
Posted by: Teresa in Fort Worth, TX at July 21, 2011 01:30 PM (/kd4o)
Thank you, Ace, for pointing this out.
Throw in a little bit of Postmodern thought where nothing matters and what if it did, and you have the perfect recipe for the decline of a society. It's childish narcissism and also helps explain how The Vapid One©, America's Childish Narcisssist in Chief got elected. Everywhere you go, every movie and song you hear just reinforces it.
And it is bullshit.
That's why I like the blues so much. It's real, it's gritty and dirty and most of the songs are about life giving you bad breaks when you don't deserve them. Ever seen the move Crossroads? There's a quote in there that goes, "The blues ain't nothing but a good man feeling bad."
By the way, what's the opposite of solipsism?
Posted by: BackwardsBoy at July 21, 2011 01:30 PM (d0Tfm)
I swear, Ace, sometimes you just plain suck. Reading this forced upon me an image from South Park: San Francisco Liberal Douchebags loving the smell of their own farts. It's crap like this that maintains the opinion of a lot of folks here of you trying to be an elitist RINO wannabe insider shitbag I'm-smarter-than-you phuckstick.
We want pudding and Ewok pron.
Posted by: Beefy Meatball at July 21, 2011 01:31 PM (YYaIP)
What's always bugged the shit out of me is those songs like "Little Pink Houses" by Johnny Cougar and "Houses made of ticky-tack" or whatever that stupid folk shit was called.
How condescending. Fuck you Johnny fucking Cougar.
Posted by: eleven at July 21, 2011 01:31 PM (7DB+a)
Posted by: Emperor of Icecream at July 21, 2011 01:31 PM (epBek)
Oh, and I'll note, it is not talent as an artist that puts money in the entertainment industry's pocket. It is talent as a showman - a very different beast.
Lady Gaga, or Madonna before her, are marginally talented - there are many better singers in the US. But these superior singers are busy working on their singing (and waiting tables) because they aren't able to self promote the way the "stars of the musical industry" are.
Posted by: 18-1 at July 21, 2011 01:31 PM (7BU4a)
This gripes me too, but there's a large segment that believes they'd be artists and live in a cool, minimalist loft and wear hip eyeglasses if only the mean 'baggers would tax the rich to support them. See, they're just not meant to be receptionists! And Nancy Pelois agrees!
I wish to strike them in the taint with a truncheon.
Posted by: spongeworthy at July 21, 2011 01:32 PM (rplL3)
I prefer the Beach Boys' songs of cars. They were about racing (409), getting chicks (I Get Around), bragging (Little Deuce Coupe), defending your honor (Don't Worry Baby - not really a car song), or just fun (fun, fun). Manly, conservative, American themes.
Posted by: SH at July 21, 2011 01:33 PM (gmeXX)
The Police song -- Synchronicity I, I think -- goes...
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes,
Contestants in a suicidal race.
That is, all you wage-slaves headed to work each day are lemmings in a suicide machine.
I think we can rest assured that Sting doesn't take the Metro into the London recording studios. He owns at least two top of the line Range Rovers
Posted by: kbdabear at July 21, 2011 01:34 PM (so1xa)
Posted by: Emperor of Icecream at July 21, 2011 01:34 PM (epBek)
Posted by: Biff biffington at July 21, 2011 01:34 PM (JZhkJ)
Now, entertainment, that's good stuff. Most of the art we revere was very commercial.
Shakespeare was a hack writer (in the very best sense). He cranked out plays for the express purpose of selling tickets. That's why it had all the sex and killing.
The Mona Lisa was a commissioned portrait.
Look at Sting himself. He's a rock star, his great artwork is a three-minute song made using a half-dozen instruments. Sure, he can do other things, but he has to do the three-minute song to subsidize the rest and the rest is quickly forgotten.
"Artistic freedom" is usually a disaster for art. The best works of literature were often written under censorship and repression. The great artists work with deadlines, budgets and specific tasks and they excel because of it. A lot of artists seem to think that their minds are bottomless wells of pure genius, but art is like a pearl, it only comes about through constant irritation.
After all, look at what happened to George Lucas when he was allowed to give his genius free reign.
Posted by: AmishDude at July 21, 2011 01:34 PM (T0NGe)
Where's the Rush?
Indeed, I read through that otherwise excellent essay and didn't see it anywhere.
Posted by: Curmudgeon at July 21, 2011 01:36 PM (ujg0T)
Sting lives in a fucking CASTLE!!! He hasn't known what it's like to be a real human being in decades.
He means nothing to me.
Posted by: © Sponge at July 21, 2011 01:36 PM (UK9cE)
What?
Posted by: Jar Jar Binks at July 21, 2011 01:36 PM (6TB1Z)
The movie Pleasantville is a good example of this meme. In the fifties everyone lived in black and white, boring lives, being faithful to their spouses and all that shit. Then some jerkoff from the 90's shows up and shows them all how to ignore their obligations to find "passion" and fulfill themsleves. When they did, they turned into color.
I thought at the time, what an execrable piece of shit this is. Still do.
Posted by: Cicero at July 21, 2011 01:37 PM (QKKT0)
After all, look at what happened to George Lucas when he was allowed to give his genius free reign.
Posted by: AmishDude at July 21, 2011 05:34 PM (T0NGe)
Mee-sa hate-ah you-sa!
Posted by: Jar Jar Lucas at July 21, 2011 01:37 PM (7BU4a)
Posted by: Darth Rove at July 21, 2011 01:37 PM (GfYt/)
Without the boundaries and the holes, you're just playing with a set of balls.
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 01:37 PM (ECjvn)
Posted by: Your Friendly President and His Lovely Wife at July 21, 2011 01:37 PM (lT0LC)
This is great discussion material. Two of my siblings are artsy people and they are constantly telling me how bored I must be by my existence, while THEY, are NOT existing but "experiencing" life.
Look, I am 47 years old with a wife and two kids (my youngest leaves for college in 2 weeks) and I have worked in commercial insurance for 24 years. And yes, I take great pride in my lawn. Maintaing my lawn makes me happy, ok? So no, I can't write, draw or sculpt. But y lawn is a maserpiece,,, to me. Suck it!
So what if I don't know all the trendy shit? I work hard and don't hurt anyone. What is all the disdain? I kind of get that whole, there has to be more to it than this attitude. I really do. Not to get too personal but I'm a cancer survivor (so far) and I remember all those terrible months of surgery and chemo. I remember really well thinking to myself; "is this all there is?" And I got caught up in that stupid crap for a few weeks. But then I realized something else too. I even made a list of stuff I was going to do before I ceased to be.
I worked on that list for a few hours and well, it was relatively depressing, you know? Then I realized that I was making the wrong list. I started listing all the things I HAD done and seen. You should do that too. My list was long and was full of laughs and tears and thought's of sweaty girls in my pick up. Awesome.
So I say F the arty farty scum.
Posted by: Sgt. Fury at July 21, 2011 01:37 PM (+avak)
Posted by: Paul McCartney at July 21, 2011 01:37 PM (6TB1Z)
Posted by: ace at July 21, 2011 01:38 PM (nj1bB)
Damn it Ace. I loved that Police song. I myself have felt like the rush hour traffic was awakening the monster within me. I've felt at times that my domestic routine would drive me bonkers. I love my family and my life, but soemtimes it's not all rosy. This song always represented that frustration that is going to work and keeping the famliy fed in the modern world.
Now you tell me its a collectivist anthem. Sting is an asshole, but I didn't need this song ruined for me.
I'm glad that Rush and Red Barchetta pass the collectivist test. I didn't know Peart was a Randian.
Posted by: California Red at July 21, 2011 01:38 PM (7uWb8)
Posted by: Jack & Diane, Sucking On The Same Chili Dog at July 21, 2011 01:38 PM (QKKT0)
Posted by: Tesh at July 21, 2011 01:39 PM (PY6zW)
Funny too that you mention lawns Ace as I just walked around mine and it is completely dormant.
I've worked my ass off on that lawn for the last several years, overseeding every fall, aerating it, liming it, fertilizing it, etc. It was so beautiful up until a few days ago. That's what 10 days of 95+ degree weather does. Oh, and having an owner too cheap to water.
I think I'll go find my old Police CDs and trash 'em.
Posted by: Dave at July 21, 2011 01:39 PM (HPcQF)
What's always bugged the shit out of me is those songs like "Little Pink Houses" by Johnny Cougar and "Houses made of ticky-tack" or whatever that stupid folk shit was called.
That folkie scrunt was named Malvina Reynolds. Total commiecunt too.
But John Mellencamp, despite his silly name, doesn't deserve to be lumpedi n with her. "Pink Houses" was a song about how life goes on even if you *don't* change the whole world.
Posted by: Curmudgeon at July 21, 2011 01:40 PM (ujg0T)
This nobility can focus on the important things - ruling the plebes, art, and religion (of the enviro-nut sort).
It is amazing how reactionary the left is when you really analyze where they want to go...
Posted by: 18-1 at July 21, 2011 05:27 PM (7BU4a)
I just want to bump this. "Progressives" are just the landed gentry. Or at least they aspire to be. They're no different than the 18th century French nobility. The problem is that too many people working as a barista at Starbucks think that they're part of the upper class too. After all, they have the right politics.
Posted by: AmishDude at July 21, 2011 01:40 PM (T0NGe)
You're on our list, dude.
Posted by: Oxalis and Crabgrass at July 21, 2011 01:40 PM (6TB1Z)
Posted by: Ricky at July 21, 2011 01:41 PM (eKuOw)
Posted by: Dave in Texas at July 21, 2011 01:41 PM (WvXvd)
One of my favorites along this line:
Tax the rich
Feed the poor
Until there are no
Rich no more
Yeah, and then what, asshole?
Posted by: Meremortal at July 21, 2011 01:42 PM (7FgWm)
Posted by: Senator Harry Reid at July 21, 2011 01:42 PM (WvXvd)
And a true member of the landed gentry wouldn't acknowledge their existence if they were on fire.
Posted by: pep at July 21, 2011 01:42 PM (6TB1Z)
Most of these people strike me as shallow and ignorant. As the saying goes, "an unexamined life is not worth living."
Posted by: CharlieBrown'sDildo (NJConservative) at July 21, 2011 01:42 PM (LH6ir)
Posted by: Soona at July 21, 2011 01:42 PM (zayET)
Have you ever read the "original genius" of Lucas?
Christ, if not for guys like Walter Hill who script-doctored George's bullshit to develop the good concepts and throw out the trash, there'd never have been an Empire Strikes Back, let alone a "new Trilogy".
Here's the first thing that sticks out - "Luke Starkiller".
Posted by: Brandon In Baton Rouge at July 21, 2011 01:42 PM (JqpkY)
...but art is like a pearl, it only comes about through constant irritation.
Oooh, that's great. Now if I could only get that to fit in with "Woke up this morning," I'd have a great blues tune.
It's been my personal experience that a gig playing music with my friends cures just about any rough patch I've encountered at work. Well, that, plus a few cold Guinnii. I think a lot of artists lose that irritation when they hit the big time, as you pointed out with Lucas. An awful lot of bands' later albums aren't nearly as good as their first effort or two.
And for these last three years of funemployment, if I hadn't been able to play music and make at least some money, I'd be living under an overpass somewhere.
Posted by: BackwardsBoy at July 21, 2011 01:42 PM (d0Tfm)
Posted by: Fake Ace at July 21, 2011 01:42 PM (lT0LC)
Birth, School, Work, Death pretty much says it all
Posted by: phreshone at July 21, 2011 01:43 PM (T3vCe)
Yeah. fuckin talking trees and shit? What's up with that?
Posted by: also Ricky at July 21, 2011 01:43 PM (ECjvn)
Posted by: USS Diversity at July 21, 2011 01:43 PM (Jyt+i)
Posted by: not me at July 21, 2011 01:43 PM (B60j2)
Posted by: Jean at July 21, 2011 01:43 PM (WnnBz)
One of my favorites along this line:Tax the richFeed the poorUntil there are noRich no more. Yeah, and then what, asshole?
One of my favorites, but I think he was pointing out the stupidity of that attitude. Your question was Alvin Lee's.
Posted by: pep at July 21, 2011 01:44 PM (6TB1Z)
Posted by: Brandon In Baton Rouge at July 21, 2011 05:42 PM (JqpkY)
Princess Labia Organa wasn't so great either.
Posted by: Cicero at July 21, 2011 01:44 PM (QKKT0)
Posted by: pep at July 21, 2011 01:46 PM (6TB1Z)
Posted by: ace at July 21, 2011 01:47 PM (nj1bB)
Posted by: AmishDude at July 21, 2011 05:34 PM (T0NGe)
The flip side of the coin, is that when you don't repress artists, they try to find repression in stuff like having a job or driving to that job.
...
Posted by: Fake Ace at July 21, 2011 05:42 PM (lT0LC)
Absolutely right. Like the liberals who invoke murder, genocide or slavery as a metaphor for something that isn't anything like murder, genocide or slavery. They just don't know what a horrible life is.
Posted by: AmishDude at July 21, 2011 01:47 PM (T0NGe)
Another pleasant valley Sunday......
Here in status-symbol land.....
From The Monkees - avatars of gritty authenticity
Posted by: Cicero at July 21, 2011 01:47 PM (QKKT0)
(Just kidding. But really, this was the kind of thing I used to think about when I used to indulge.)
Posted by: Beth at July 21, 2011 01:48 PM (5NfIh)
Went to a Sting concert several years ago at Verizon Wireless Amphitheatre in St. Louis. Brother, his wife, my wife, and me. The wives are not political and have rolled their eyes and bro and me for years for our passionate interest. We put up with it because....well, you know.
Anyway, no more that 10 minutes into his show, Sting starts yapping about Iraq and George W. Bush and war criminal shit. Drunk bro and me stood up, 15 rows out, and started heckling the shit out of that faggot. We were "escorted" out as our wives remained in their seats. Bro and I went to the parking lot and drank the rest of the beer.
We're embarrassed to this day to have once been Sting fans.
Posted by: Dave at July 21, 2011 01:48 PM (HPcQF)
The life you lead (assuming you're not an Artist) sucks and you're a fool or a coward for leading it.
Oh, hey, thanks for that. Oh, wait, you aren't me don't realize that I'm actually enjoying my life. Sucks to be you that you can't imagine that possibility.
That, and I can make a computer sing and dance.
Posted by: I R A Darth Aggie © at July 21, 2011 01:48 PM (1hM1d)
Total stank hippy argument.
Last Train to Clarksville is much better.
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 01:49 PM (ECjvn)
Posted by: also Ricky at July 21, 2011 05:43 PM (ECjvn)
Yeah. Heelix is the shit though, now that's music,
"Give me an R O C K" then the audience yells "ROCK", now that's a fucking concert.
Posted by: Ricky at July 21, 2011 01:49 PM (eKuOw)
Posted by: moviegique at July 21, 2011 01:49 PM (kNN2d)
Posted by: Ms Choksondik at July 21, 2011 01:49 PM (sVk8z)
You mentioned Tommy Boy, but a lot of other works with SNL alumni of that era had regular people, too. I liked Billy Madison. The final turning point of the movie was when Adam Sandler yelled "BUSINESS ETHICS!" Ethics almost became the Madison family's undoing, as the father voiced his intention to keep up his end of a bargain that didn't go his way.
In the end, our hero proved to be somewhat cowardly, but ethics prevailed.
Posted by: FireHorse at July 21, 2011 01:50 PM (gTGz3)
Posted by: The Original Genius of Lucas at July 21, 2011 01:50 PM (G3Smk)
Posted by: AmishDude at July 21, 2011 01:50 PM (T0NGe)
Posted by: CharlieBrown'sDildo (NJConservative) at July 21, 2011 01:51 PM (LH6ir)
Some of them need a Holiday In Cambodia.
Posted by: Brandon In Baton Rouge at July 21, 2011 01:51 PM (JqpkY)
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 01:51 PM (ECjvn)
OK if we are talking song lyrics... you know i'm born to lose !
If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man
You win some, lose some, it's - all - the same to me
The pleasure is to play, it makes no difference what you say
I don't share your greed, the only card I need is
The Ace Of Spades
The Ace Of Spades
Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil,
Going with the flow, it's all a game to me,
Seven or Eleven, snake eyes watching you,
Double up or quit, double stakes or split,
The Ace Of Spades
The Ace Of Spades
You know I'm born to lose, and gambling's for fools,
But that's the way I like it baby,
I don't wanna live forever,
And don't forget the joker!
Pushing up the ante, I know you've got to see me,
Read 'em and weep, the dead man's hand again,
I see it in your eyes, take one look and die,
The only thing you see, you know it's gonna be,
The Ace Of Spades
The Ace Of Spades
Posted by: The Jackhole at July 21, 2011 01:51 PM (+qHxi)
I'll lie like a muthafucka on the stand for you too.
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 01:52 PM (ECjvn)
Went to a Sting concert several years ago at Verizon Wireless Amphitheatre in St. Louis. Brother, his wife, my wife, and me. The wives are not political and have rolled their eyes and bro and me for years for our passionate interest. We put up with it because....well, you know.
Anyway, no more that 10 minutes into his show, Sting starts yapping about Iraq and George W. Bush and war criminal shit. Drunk bro and me stood up, 15 rows out, and started heckling the shit out of that faggot. We were "escorted" out as our wives remained in their seats. Bro and I went to the parking lot and drank the rest of the beer.
We're embarrassed to this day to have once been Sting fans.
Posted by: Dave at July 21, 2011 05:48 PM (HPcQF)
I commend you
Posted by: The Jackhole at July 21, 2011 01:53 PM (+qHxi)
Posted by: Gleaming Alloy Aircar at July 21, 2011 01:53 PM (gTGz3)
Posted by: joeindc44 at July 21, 2011 01:53 PM (QxSug)
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 01:53 PM (ECjvn)
Posted by: Anonymoose at July 21, 2011 01:54 PM (ZgvjV)
Posted by: Brandon In Baton Rouge at July 21, 2011 05:51 PM (JqpkY)
Or a trip to the Chicken Farm.
Posted by: Jello Biafra's greasy taint at July 21, 2011 01:54 PM (sVk8z)
This, I'll go even further.
Look at Dante's Divine Comedy. In the Inferno, there is a strong criticism of the Catholic Church at the time. But because of the danger of persecution and what not, that wouldn't have been a safe thing to write straight out, wind up getting accused of heresy or excommunicated and so on. Instead, he took what he wanted to say, wrapped it in allegory and a biblical setting to communicate what was un-Godly and done in His name, within that epic quest through Hell. I don't think anyone's really come close to that level of satire/critique, done that well, with such powerful imagery.
Posted by: AlexC at July 21, 2011 01:54 PM (cFvf7)
Posted by: AmishDude at July 21, 2011 01:54 PM (T0NGe)
Posted by: J.J. Sefton at July 21, 2011 01:54 PM (UlUS4)
But also the everyday life of a Sting-level artist (or pretty much anyone who makes a legit living at it) is boring as hell, and so they often project their undigested ennui/disappointment/etc. on a safe-to-condemn out-group, so they can examine it (or just bitch about it) without injuring their self- image as deeply self-knowing, clear-eyed, etc.
Well-educated-white-people politics, as tribal phenomenon, is the same sort of psychological self-armoring (but more re: personal used-by-The-Man-ness), I think.
Posted by: oblig. at July 21, 2011 01:54 PM (xvZW9)
My now wife won front row tickets to see Sting about a year ago. She called to tell me about it and I replied, if the backup band is not Andy Summers and Stewart Copeland, then you need to find another date.
Big Rush fan here.... now they are not Led Zeppelin but they easily make my top 5.
Posted by: AndrewsDad at July 21, 2011 01:55 PM (C2//T)
Posted by: Brandon In Baton Rouge at July 21, 2011 05:42 PM (JqpkY)
Princess Labia Organa wasn't so great either.
Posted by: Cicero at July 21, 2011 05:44 PM (QKKT0)
Yeah, same as Han Solo's friend and sidekick the Nookie.
Posted by: Soona at July 21, 2011 01:55 PM (zayET)
Posted by: AlexC at July 21, 2011 05:54 PM (cFvf7)
And it lasted. If he'd written an essay, "I hate the Catholic church" it'd be nowhere, like a lot of the political screeds we see today.
Posted by: AmishDude at July 21, 2011 01:55 PM (T0NGe)
Posted by: Dave at July 21, 2011 01:56 PM (HPcQF)
Posted by: Count de Monet at July 21, 2011 01:56 PM (4q5tP)
I hate, hate, hate Rent and hate even more La Boheme. Whenever my friends are appalled by this, I tell them just wait until you're the one who has to pay for The Tortured Artist's lifestyle. I've had more than one person come back and admit that now they get why I hate it so much.
Note that I say this as someone who would love to be an artsy bitch. I just don't have the money to pay for it myself.
Posted by: alexthechick at July 21, 2011 01:56 PM (sf+iw)
You know what this thread needs right about now? Some space rock about this very subject, a perfect example of the kind of song Ace is talking about.
Posted by: BackwardsBoy at July 21, 2011 01:57 PM (d0Tfm)
Fucking A!!!
Kinda funny listening to a song about the hypocrisy of suburban life from a band with a guy who's mom became a multi-millionaire after inventing liquid paper.
You don't get more street than that.
Posted by: wiserbud at July 21, 2011 01:57 PM (3Okgs)
They sing songs about irony, right?
Posted by: AnonymousDrivel at July 21, 2011 01:57 PM (r4t7/)
I got no problem with Rush though.
Great band. If they're leftists in their lyrics, please don't learn me. I don't want to know.
Posted by: Dave at July 21, 2011 01:57 PM (HPcQF)
Posted by: ace at July 21, 2011 01:57 PM (nj1bB)
Posted by: Pat at July 21, 2011 01:57 PM (qPZkB)
Posted by: pep at July 21, 2011 01:58 PM (6TB1Z)
Something tells me Limp Bizkit's new single Mohammed Shouldn't Saw Off Heads will not be released this year.
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 01:59 PM (ECjvn)
Great band. If they're leftists in their lyrics, please don't learn me. I don't want to know.
Posted by: Dave at July 21, 2011 05:57 PM (HPcQF)
Rush lyrics are very pro-freedom and individualist. Pay attention and you'll appreciate them even more. This applies to older stuff, I don't know the more recent stuff.
Posted by: Jello Biafra's greasy taint at July 21, 2011 02:00 PM (sVk8z)
Posted by: JackStraw at July 21, 2011 02:00 PM (TMB3S)
Then again, he does find a job he likes -- Construction.
Posted by: ace at July 21, 2011 05:57 PM (nj1bB)
But that's even better. Honest work with your hands. It might denigrate office work, but it doesn't elevate the bohemians.
Posted by: AmishDude at July 21, 2011 02:00 PM (T0NGe)
Then again, he does find a job he likes -- Construction.
Posted by: ace at July 21, 2011 05:57 PM (nj1bB)
I think you can watch office space and laugh and not subscribe to this theory. It's some funny stuff if you have ever worked in an office.
Posted by: The Jackhole at July 21, 2011 02:01 PM (+qHxi)
Yeah, my wife's cousin was a very artistic, honest-to-god opera singer and very flamboyant. His attitude changed a bit when he was asking me for money and a place to stay.
Posted by: pep at July 21, 2011 02:01 PM (6TB1Z)
Then again, he does find a job he likes -- Construction.
The ending was tweaked a bit to keep it from being too depressing, Ace.
In the final movie, he's happy as a construction worker.
In the alternate ending, the foreman of his construction site comes up and starts talking to him in a Lumbergh-style way at the end of the film, showing that you end up with the same kind of bullshit at all work places, not just in offices.
Posted by: Brandon In Baton Rouge at July 21, 2011 02:01 PM (JqpkY)
Saw the documentary Behind the Lighted Stage.
They are two upstanding young Jewish men and one Asperger's Champion genius.
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 02:02 PM (ECjvn)
Posted by: Pat at July 21, 2011 02:03 PM (qPZkB)
Posted by: ace at July 21, 2011 02:04 PM (nj1bB)
Posted by: pep at July 21, 2011 05:58 PM (6TB1Z)
Hey, we tried.
Posted by: Matt and Trey at July 21, 2011 02:04 PM (T0NGe)
You don't have to be a criminal to be free. You simply have to find your niche.
But it takes a million dollars to get with two chicks.
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 02:04 PM (ECjvn)
[Sting should be put in a lemming costume, welded into a shiny metal box, and rocketed off the Cliffs of Dover.]
Posted by: Stu-22 at July 21, 2011 02:05 PM (pLTLS)
They should have kept the alternate ending. (Especially since Lumbergh dies in that version.)
Posted by: The War Between the Undead States at July 21, 2011 02:05 PM (G3Smk)
Posted by: mbruce at July 21, 2011 02:07 PM (Fr8N6)
Posted by: Ginger Ale at July 21, 2011 02:07 PM (P0O45)
He knows what he wants.
He is prepared to work for it.
Gets up early.
Lives frugally.
Has his priorities in line.
Doesn't sweat the small stuff.
Knows when to keep his nose out of other people's business.
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 02:07 PM (ECjvn)
Posted by: nati at July 21, 2011 02:09 PM (3+NkG)
Posted by: Speller at July 21, 2011 02:10 PM (J74Py)
Posted by: Lawrence at July 21, 2011 02:10 PM (G3Smk)
Been doing more lurking here than posting. But what I've read has just affirmed why I can't get into contemporary music and movies. And by contemporary, I mean anything made after 1975.
I do like some of the music and have enjoyed the emergence of action/adventure movies. But many of the artists and movies I've seen discussed on this thread I couldn't give two hoots and a shit for.
Posted by: Soona at July 21, 2011 02:10 PM (zayET)
This is why I gravitated towards Country. It's fun, it's sad, it's serious but it's almost always real life situations that normal folk can relate to.
Posted by: ErikW at July 21, 2011 02:12 PM (w3g9z)
You are big bad greedy slumlords. Shame, shame, shame.
Posted by: Gay Squatters
Wow, they truly ARE butt-pirates in "Rent".
Posted by: Curmudgeon at July 21, 2011 02:12 PM (ujg0T)
In case it's not come up, solipsism used to be classified as a mental illness.
As Glen Close reminds us in that commercial with her sister, one in six Americans needs help. And just because it's no longer classified doesn't mean it's still not an illness.
Posted by: BackwardsBoy at July 21, 2011 02:13 PM (d0Tfm)
Good Will Hunting..... if you are doing this in 20 years, I will kill you.
I can relate. My kid is scary smart but as lazy as they come. If he had any motivation he could do great, great things. I am just hoping he is employed when he hits 30.
Posted by: AndrewsDad at July 21, 2011 02:13 PM (C2//T)
Take that back! Take it back, I say! Leave Tommy Boy alone! FUCK YOU! FUUUUUCK YOOOOOOOU!
Posted by: Bender Bending Rodriguez at July 21, 2011 02:13 PM (1H47k)
Posted by: dude who wants consensus at July 21, 2011 02:13 PM (pdRb1)
Posted by: Bender Bending Rodriguez at July 21, 2011 02:13 PM (1H47k)
Posted by: GATOR at July 21, 2011 02:14 PM (Dqb/n)
He knows what he wants.
He is prepared to work for it.
Gets up early.
Lives frugally.
Has his priorities in line.
Doesn't sweat the small stuff.
Knows when to keep his nose out of other people's business.
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 06:07 PM (ECjvn)
Forgot the woman on channel 9 doing the titty exam.
Posted by: Lawrence at July 21, 2011 02:15 PM (eKuOw)
So, I don't know what my point was, but I think we can all agree Sting is a turd. He's only tolerable when he's with the Police, and even then the lyrics get up their own ass as often as not.
Posted by: AlexC at July 21, 2011 02:15 PM (cFvf7)
Artists/fashion designers/chefs/actors, etc., are always nattering on about how freaking wonderful their "gifts" are, and how lucky the common people are to pay lots of money for the "creations" those gifts manifest. Like hideous shoes and clothes, or hideous paintings and furniture that no one can sit on, or crappy movies that annoy the hell out of "normal" people.
Gah! Check out the "fashions" of Rodarte, or the late Alexander McQueen (ok, some of his stuff was pretty good), or some of the crappy "art" that gets plastered around (that has nothing recognizable in it) or listen to the song stylings of John Mellencamp, for example, who believes himself to be a sensitive "artiste" rather than a decent bar band singer..."Little Pink Houses," ho ha, Middle America is so dumb, huh?
Posted by: Quint&Jessel, Sea of Azof, Bly, UK at July 21, 2011 02:15 PM (C7KNt)
I agree with the validity of most of your overall thesis here, perhaps mainly because I hate hippies and bohemians so much as a group.
But I don't quite go along with your example. In that specific line I don't hear the condescension. That line about lemmings speaks to me.
I make auto parts, too (ok - I'm in quality assurance, but I'm part of the process in my way). OEM - not aftermarket, so it's the especially sucky kind of part making where you get a steady helping of shit to eat day by day from stupid and ungrateful customers who rely on you to fix all their fuck ups and then take a nice healthy dump on your head after you bail them out. In the many years I've worked in industry I've had a chance to talk to hundreds of fellow wage slaves, manufacturing a wide variety of goods. Plastics, electronics, metal parts of all types, etc. 95% or more of us go in every day sick to death and longing for that day when we can lay it down. We're not there because we enjoy our quietly heroic labors. We're there because that's our best opportunity to keep body and soul together, and maybe save something, while participating in the modern economy. It's not me projecting - it's what other people have communicated to me in a variety of ways. We're cogs in the machine, doing our best to carry on. Holding on in quiet desperation isn't just the English way. It's the human condition.
I can't claim as wide a sampling for domestic types. But those who I know who are parents tell me the same two things every single time. First, they love their kids. Second, they can't wait for the day those kids leave the house and only visit on occassion. And rare is the husband who does not openly express envy of my singleness (when the wife isn't around).
In short, life generally really is crap. We do our best to get through and do our duty. Let's not romanticise it.
Posted by: Reactionary at July 21, 2011 02:15 PM (4nbyM)
I used to feel bad when I'd read my college alumni journal and hear about the ones digging wells in Africa or writing some new book on a Great Moral Question (a book which would only be read by fellow academics) or working at some law center for the indigent or something like that. "I'm just a stay-at-home-mom, raising my kids to be decent people, with no Great Global Impact," I'd think.
Then a fellow alum pointed out that we pay those "newsmakers'" salaries with either donations or tax dollars, and SOMEONE has to actually WORK so others could follow their bliss. Ours might not be newsworthy but it certainly was not without value.
Now I look at my kids as my contribution not just to the GDP but the future as well. If I do my job right, maybe one of them will have the Great Global Impact and thank me in their award speech.
Posted by: Steve the Pirate's wife at July 21, 2011 02:15 PM (B0893)
2112 was based off a Rand short story, and Red Barchetta is one of my favorite all time songs!
And as for empathy, they really nailed growing up in the 80's in Subdivisions.
Dave, I became a bass player because I saw Micheal Anthony, and his one note thumping, and thought, "if he can do that, and make millions (off of his more talented friends) I can do it!!" Now, if only I could find those friends.
(I also had a Black beauty Ricky, just like Geddy's)
Posted by: JarvisW at July 21, 2011 02:17 PM (8yPsP)
Posted by: Ginger Ale at July 21, 2011 02:17 PM (P0O45)
No, it never dawns on them that many of their peers (if not they themselves) really do suck, have highly questionable talent, and but for being in the right place at the right time, would be hobos with no actual insight to anything or anyone asking them opinions on that absence of insight, either.
Just shut up and sing and be grateful you're probably overpaid for knowing very little about an awful lot. And get off my lawn, you damn hippies.
Posted by: AnonymousDrivel at July 21, 2011 02:17 PM (r4t7/)
Mellencamp is a commie liberal "pacifist" dick bag that deserves to have his ass beat repeatedly. Fuck him.
Sad. I would not have known from the music I have of his.
By the way, if I am ever found to have pancreatic cancer or other terminal illness, I think I plan to spend my last ambulatory months hunting down commie artists like the jackoffs who were in Rage Against The Machine and killing them.
Posted by: Curmudgeon at July 21, 2011 02:17 PM (ujg0T)
You know what this thread needs right about now? Some space rock about this very subject, a perfect example of the kind of song Ace is talking about.
Posted by: BackwardsBoy at July 21, 2011 05:57 PM (d0Tfm)
Yeah, but 'Hope' is still one of the best concept albums ever.
Posted by: Vashta.Nerada at July 21, 2011 02:17 PM (u3fg7)
Posted by: Quint&Jessel, Sea of Azof, Bly, UK at July 21, 2011 02:17 PM (C7KNt)
I started listening to the book Though Shall Prosper by Rabbi Daniel Lapin and he talks a lot about how being a business person is a great thing, providing jobs, income etc to others but how society sees it as a bad thing, you evil profiteer.
If during career day you stand up and say I want to be a doctor or lawyer or athlete or musician, you will get applause. If you say I want to be a pharmacutical sales rep, you would be stoned.
Posted by: AndrewsDad at July 21, 2011 02:18 PM (C2//T)
I saw Rent when I was 18 (Trip to NYC with my Drama Club). I was the only one who hated it. Including most of the Parents. (Which, now that I think about it, makes me sad).
The thing that killed it for me is when their erstwhile friend comes in and says, "Dudes, pay, or I'll have to evict you" and somehow he's the badguy. My thought was "WTF? It's his building, his apartment; you're just renting it and he's the bad-guy because he wants to be paid for the nice space you've got?"
The homo-sexual allusions and the fact they all had HIV by the end of the 1st act didn't help either.
Posted by: AllenG (Dedicated Tenther) at July 21, 2011 02:19 PM (8y9MW)
Damn. Gambling debts are a bitch.
Posted by: Bender Bending Rodriguez at July 21, 2011 02:21 PM (1H47k)
Posted by: naturalfake at July 21, 2011 02:22 PM (jkSbV)
Posted by: Ginger Ale at July 21, 2011 06:17 PM (P0O45)
Are you married? If not, then: How ya doin'?
Posted by: Soona at July 21, 2011 02:25 PM (zayET)
Posted by: mbruce at July 21, 2011 02:26 PM (Fr8N6)
I want to puke every time I hear some fatuous twit say "do what you love". You know what, you ass, nobody likes selling insurance, changing tires, shingling roofs, or snaking out someone else's toilet. But someone has to do it. Nobility of work and all, but still. Just do it because it pays, and responsible adults earn a living.
Posted by: pep at July 21, 2011 02:26 PM (6TB1Z)
Posted by: UGAdawg at July 21, 2011 02:28 PM (H6JHE)
Posted by: Gary Numan at July 21, 2011 06:22 PM (MMC8r)
I was in a car crash, or was it the wa? But I've never been quite the same....
Posted by: Curmudgeon at July 21, 2011 02:29 PM (ujg0T)
Another pleasant valley Sunday......
Here in status-symbol land.....
From Carole King (who wrote the song about West Orange, NJ).The Monkees - avatars of gritty authenticity
Posted by: jas at July 21, 2011 02:29 PM (ZM2Bn)
These people that constantly slag on surburbian type people are immature pretentious shitheads.
New Urbanist (Soviet) Men, they are.
Posted by: Curmudgeon at July 21, 2011 02:30 PM (ujg0T)
I want to puke every time I hear some fatuous twit say "do what you love". You know what, you ass, nobody likes selling insurance, changing tires, shingling roofs, or snaking out someone else's toilet. But someone has to do it
You are right, someone has to do it... but that someone does not have to be you. Let the multi pierced high school drop out be that guy.
Posted by: AndrewsDad at July 21, 2011 02:30 PM (C2//T)
>> (I also had a Black beauty Ricky, just like Geddy's)
Sweet. It ain't like I need one more guitar (except I do), and I'd sure love it to be a Rick.
Posted by: Alvin Green at July 21, 2011 02:32 PM (WvXvd)
Posted by: Jim James - the spirits have commanded me to post here at July 21, 2011 02:32 PM (xy9wk)
No, it never dawns on them that many of their peers (if not they themselves) really do suck, have highly questionable talent, and but for being in the right place at the right time, would be hobos with no actual insight to anything or anyone asking them opinions on that absence of insight, either.
Just shut up and sing and be grateful you're probably overpaid for knowing very little about an awful lot. And get off my lawn, you damn hippies.
Posted by: AnonymousDrivel at July 21, 2011 06:17 PM (r4t7/)
I used to work in radio many years ago and got to meet and deal with many of these fine artists. They in no way think of themselves as cogs in a machine, they ARE THE MACHINE!!!!! Our station would do free concerts at fairs and malls and clubs, and the bands and singers were usually dicks or scrunts. Their managers thought they should be the lead act because their lone mid chart hit was out at that moment. It was hard to tell him that his band members would be scrubbing the walls around the glory holes at the local adult theater in 3 months.
The only ones that got it were the older bands that had success, lost it all, and were now on the comeback. Most of them were the nicest people and very easy to work with.
Posted by: MrCaniac at July 21, 2011 02:32 PM (eKuOw)
Create a T-Shirt with the name of a hipster sounding alternative rock band that you made up
Wear it to their coffeehouses and hangouts, act all snobby when you tell people who've never heard of them that "they haven't sold out to the man yet" and "all the underground loves them"
Hipsters for all their "unique individuality" are slaves to fashion and groupthink
Posted by: kbdabear at July 21, 2011 02:33 PM (so1xa)
I got it in the 80s for about $250.. Sold it in the 90's for rent, and saw they now go for about $12-1600!!
Makes me ill to think about it.
Posted by: JarvisW at July 21, 2011 02:34 PM (8yPsP)
Posted by: jas at July 21, 2011 02:34 PM (ZM2Bn)
Posted by: kbdabear at July 21, 2011 06:33 PM (so1xa)
Truer words were never written. They are utterly uniform, and part of that uniformity is that not one of them can see themselves in an honest light.
Posted by: Reactionary at July 21, 2011 02:35 PM (4nbyM)
Posted by: pep at July 21, 2011 06:26 PM (6TB1Z)
I go every day to my job because the fruits of my labor give me a nice comfortable home and refuge. I get to travel and do what I absolutely love doing the best and that's scuba diving. It let's me eat what I want to eat when I want to eat it. It let's me buy my own car so that I can drive where I wish. What many people forget is that work usually only takes eight hours a day. The rest of the time I'm free to do what I want with the people I want to do it with. Life is good when I work.
Posted by: Soona at July 21, 2011 02:36 PM (zayET)
Posted by: Emperor of Icecream at July 21, 2011 02:37 PM (epBek)
Another pleasant valley Sunday......
Here in status-symbol land.....
From Carole King (who wrote the song about West Orange, NJ).The Monkees - avatars of gritty authenticity
Posted by: jas at July 21, 2011 06:29 PMFunny that she wrote a song symbolizing white bread WASP suburban America and based it on a neighborhood in West Orange that was mostly Jewish. Kind of like writing a song about Fairfax in LA that was supposed to symbolize suburban materialism
Posted by: kbdabear at July 21, 2011 02:38 PM (so1xa)
Posted by: Declan Patrick MacManus - my friends call me Elvis; you may not at July 21, 2011 02:38 PM (xy9wk)
Posted by: UGAdawg at July 21, 2011 02:41 PM (H6JHE)
Me, I would use Star Trek episode names like Doomsday Machine, The Enemy Within, Naked Time, or Amok Time
There is an actual band named "Spock's Beard"
Posted by: kbdabear at July 21, 2011 02:42 PM (so1xa)
I go every day to my job because the fruits of my labor give me a nice comfortable home and refuge. I get to travel and do what I absolutely love doing the best and that's scuba diving.
Where do you usually go, when you can?
As for me, the side businesses I do to increase my income and survive eat into my time, so any diving trips I can make are usually restricted to the gonad freezing and sometimes too murky waters of Big Sur or Monterey.
Posted by: Curmudgeon at July 21, 2011 02:43 PM (ujg0T)
Posted by: kbdabear at July 21, 2011 06:38 PM (so1xa)
It was the 60's...it was all about rebellion, revolution and sticking it to the man...no matter that corporate America was sponsoring it all.
Posted by: jas at July 21, 2011 02:43 PM (ZM2Bn)
Posted by: Declan Patrick MacManus - in winged leather bikini briefs at July 21, 2011 02:45 PM (xy9wk)
@24: "Lady Gaga, or Madonna before her, are marginally talented - there are many better singers in the US. But these superior singers are busy working on their singing (and waiting tables) because they aren't able to self promote the way the "stars of the musical industry" are."
A willingness to chug forests of cock helps the career, too.
Posted by: Lady Gaga & Madonna at July 21, 2011 02:49 PM (xy9wk)
Where do you usually go, when you can?
As for me, the side businesses I do to increase my income and survive eat into my time, so any diving trips I can make are usually restricted to the gonad freezing and sometimes too murky waters of Big Sur or Monterey.
Posted by: Curmudgeon at July 21, 2011 06:43 PM (ujg0T)
As far as my job is concerned, I realized that I had to learn a skill in order to be marketable. I went to school, worked hard at it, practiced, stuck it out and graduated. I entered the job market on a lower rung and worked my way up in senority (one has to stay at company to do that).
Where I usually dive is Cozumel. But I've dove in Hawaii, Thailand, and just recently, Bali. Next year I have an invitation to go to Australia to dive the Barrier Reef. Geez, working that everyday job has given me a lot.
Posted by: Soona at July 21, 2011 02:53 PM (zayET)
"That is, all you wage-slaves headed to work each day are lemmings in a suicide machine."
I'm thinking of Credence Clearwater Revival that put it on the line and suffered from this artists' systematic machine that consumes creativity.If your status is secure, it's easy to tag the wage-slave lemmings in a suicide machine analogy as mere fantasy propaganda fabricated for profit. I'm sure that it is. But that doesn't remove the feeling gnawing away at their guts which the American citizen highly skilled journeymen craftsmen in right to work states have. According to the acceptable "likely winners", rather than being America's champions, they fuck American manufacturing. Outsource. Import. Get a "good job" for globalist corporatists raising the debt ceiling. Be "smart" like Paulson, Romney and Geithner. No need to produce our own military arsenal. We're not even fighting our own wars anymore, anyway, but those for the "international community" of whatever sort for the sake of prestige. There's always another taxpayer to screw over, whether for the "affordable" Trillion-Dollar F-35 international cooperative military industrial effort or for the next fraud fiasco. And those small business entrepreneurs have every confidence in the world given the disadvantages that Perry lays on them.
Posted by: maverick muse at July 21, 2011 02:56 PM (lpWVn)
The thing I find most fascinating about people with "regular jobs" is how their passions can be non-work-related. I'm not saying that a good middle manager at a large company isn't passionate about their job (I used to be one!), but I know lots of people who do their jobs, do it well, aren't hung up about it, and then go enjoy their leisure time with their families on a boat, which is their true passion - boating. Or fishing. Or hiking, or biking, or whatever. The job is just a means to supporting their family and their leisure pursuits and their retirement, and that's just fine.
As a musician, this shows up as unpossible for me, because if I wasn't doing music for a living, I would be miserable, and life's too short to be miserable IMHO. Is it possible that other musicians project that onto other people who don't share that view? Sure. I think that's pretty unfortunate, because were it not for people working a "regular" lifestyle and wanting to spend a little of their disposable income on music, my professional life doesn't work.
One last thing on the "bohemian lifestyle" - I travel around the US and the world over half the year. Sometimes it's amazing. I get paid to see places that would cost a fortune to visit on a series of vacations. But sometimes it's just exhausting, and the logistics involved inevitably fail, resulting in some incredibly odd and pointless situations. In the military they probably call this "Situation Normal: All Fucked Up." In the music biz, we call it "living the dream," with the same amount of sarcasm applied.
But I wouldn't have it any other way. YMMV.
Posted by: A Liberal AoS Reader, Really! at July 21, 2011 02:56 PM (8UT79)
Tax the rich
Feed the poor
Until there are no
Rich no more"
Yeah, and then what, asshole?"
-------------------------------
We've got your answer:
Well, I rob from the rich,
And I give to the poor;
Then the poor become rich,
And I rob some more.
The number one rule of business is to keep the gold for me;
I gotta business to run,
Can't you see?
Posted by: Maroon Town at July 21, 2011 02:57 PM (xy9wk)
Talking about jobs makes me curious about something--how many of y'all know someone who hates what they do, but feels trapped in it because the money's good?
Posted by: irongrampa at July 21, 2011 03:01 PM (ud5dN)
It was the 60's...it was all about
rebellion, revolution and sticking it to the man...no matter that
corporate America was sponsoring it all.
The perfect 50s suburbia portrayed by sitcoms were mythical places invented by immigrant Jewish writers. Torn down ironically by Jewish songwriters tearing down a nonexistent place dreamed by their parents. Then revived in the "nostalgia" wave of the 70s by Baby Boomers who missed the simplicity of the days that never really existed. Happy Days!
Posted by: kbdabear at July 21, 2011 03:06 PM (so1xa)
Neither am I, but I did stay in a Holiday Inn Express last night
Posted by: kbdabear at July 21, 2011 03:09 PM (so1xa)
Posted by: Unnecessarily Argumentative Neil Peart Fanboi at July 21, 2011 03:09 PM (v7OxS)
Amazing what a little humility can accomplish. Granted, I was using a very broad brush, but I had some insight to the business via one of those suburbian executives who picked winners and losers. His son and I would listen to promos and say, "Hey, these guys sound great!" The Executive would laugh and laugh and say, "Not one of the bands in that stack of CD's you have there is going to make it. 'Cept for the Honeydrippers, and that's because of Robert Plant."
It's a tough world where just talent is all you need. Sometimes, that doesn't even matter. "Can you fill a gap" is the operative concern.
Posted by: AnonymousDrivel at July 21, 2011 03:09 PM (r4t7/)
Posted by: troyriser at July 21, 2011 03:13 PM (YCeSE)
Posted by: CharlieBrown'sDildo (NJConservative) at July 21, 2011 05:51 PM (LH6ir)
Dude, I hate Springstein and his phoney baloney 'Nam Vet workin' man posuering as much as the next guy, but talk like that will get you kicked out of New Joisy. Be careful up there.
Posted by: Minuteman at July 21, 2011 03:15 PM (hbAPu)
Posted by: Brandon In Baton Rouge at July 21, 2011 03:18 PM (b8JnP)
I won life's lottery by being born in the USA. I wish I had appreciated it more back in the day, but I sure do now.
And American Beauty sucked, big time.
Posted by: PJ at July 21, 2011 03:22 PM (FlVA8)
Drop the fucking tanks, drive up the coast about 100 miles, and dive like a man. Abalone baby, ABALONE!
Posted by: CharlieBrown'sDildo (NJConservative) at July 21, 2011 03:45 PM (LH6ir)
Posted by: Rush fan at July 21, 2011 03:57 PM (T6sxD)
Posted by: pep at July 21, 2011 05:44 PM (6TB1Z)
Thanks! Now I have to listen to it again, been years....
Posted by: Meremortal at July 21, 2011 04:06 PM (7FgWm)
Posted by: Tom Sawyer at July 21, 2011 04:11 PM (T6sxD)
Posted by: Ken at July 21, 2011 04:12 PM (fFh95)
How condescending. Fuck you Johnny fucking Cougar.
A bigger, more miserable asshole, you are unlikely to meet.
Posted by: My Sharia Moor at July 21, 2011 04:21 PM (BWccY)
And the best thing Sprungspring ever did was only good because Manford Mann did it better..
Posted by: JarvisW at July 21, 2011 04:24 PM (8yPsP)
Bob Seger is the anti-Sting.
Posted by: sifty at July 21, 2011 05:35 PM (ECjvn)
COULD
NOT
AGREE
MORE
i love brother Bob. but his music is redolent of the grittiness of the homan condition, bittersweet, manly, and not pretentious.
Posted by: Gushka posting for Aurochs at July 21, 2011 04:30 PM (QNeKQ)
93-No Whining wrote: "The highest aspiration of these hipster douche bag artistes"
Or to score designer clothes, shoes, comped air and car travel, invites to stay on Panerea, and have flunkies and assistants to do everything for them.
Posted by: Quint&Jessel, Sea of Azof, Bly, UK at July 21, 2011 04:35 PM (C7KNt)
Posted by: soulpile is... expendable, gop b., s.a. at July 21, 2011 04:37 PM (afWhQ)
This is great discussion material. Two of my siblings are artsy people and they are constantly telling me how bored I must be by my existence, while THEY, are NOT existing but "experiencing" life.
Look, I am 47 years old with a wife and two kids (my youngest leaves for college in 2 weeks) and I have worked in commercial insurance for 24 years. And yes, I take great pride in my lawn. Maintaing my lawn makes me happy, ok? So no, I can't write, draw or sculpt. But y lawn is a maserpiece,,, to me. Suck it!
So what if I don't know all the trendy shit? I work hard and don't hurt anyone. What is all the disdain? I kind of get that whole, there has to be more to it than this attitude. I really do. Not to get too personal but I'm a cancer survivor (so far) and I remember all those terrible months of surgery and chemo. I remember really well thinking to myself; "is this all there is?" And I got caught up in that stupid crap for a few weeks. But then I realized something else too. I even made a list of stuff I was going to do before I ceased to be.
I worked on that list for a few hours and well, it was relatively depressing, you know? Then I realized that I was making the wrong list. I started listing all the things I HAD done and seen. You should do that too. My list was long and was full of laughs and tears and thought's of sweaty girls in my pick up. Awesome.
So I say F the arty farty scum.
Posted by: Sgt. Fury at July 21, 2011 05:37 PM (+avak)
THIS.
you brought tears to my eyes. I too live with terminal illness. And i am 20 years past my expiration date. I am an artist and was married to an artist, but we parted ways when i realized that what i was doing with my life was yearning towards the normal, the world of cats and newspapers and cleaning stalls and... I kid you not...on my bucket list was a perfect lawn. I wanted as most horse nomads do, GRASS. Deep green beautiful grass for my dogs and horses to play on.
He wanted hipness (on my dime.) Expensive clothes. Self expresssion with unlimited moral license. Fancy restraunts, 200$ meals, City Life. Whatever.
I found a Marine, drive a 17 year old truck, got my roses and perfect lawn, and water them every night, as "therapy." I got a few horses still, take care of broken abused ones, board a few for friends. While i water the dry edges of my lawn, or sweep out the stable, and watch my feral kittens play in the hay barn, i think: Good God, I love my life.
Posted by: Gushka posting for Aurochs at July 21, 2011 04:44 PM (QNeKQ)
<i> Where I usually dive is Cozumel. But I've dove in Hawaii, Thailand, and just recently, Bali. Next year I have an invitation to go to Australia to dive the Barrier Reef. Geez, working that everyday job has given me a lot. </i>
I was there for 10 days honeymoon once. Best damn diving I ever did, although Mrs Curmudgeon says Great Barrier Reef is even better.
<i> Drop the fucking tanks, drive up the coast about 100 miles, and dive like a man. Abalone baby, ABALONE! </i>
Take all the fun out of it and get stressed in even colder waters to catch something with the texture of tires when cooked and chewed? No thanks.
Posted by: Curmudgeon at July 21, 2011 05:08 PM (w7K7d)
Drop the fucking tanks, drive up the coast about 100 miles, and dive like a man. Abalone baby, ABALONE!
Posted by: CharlieBrown'sDildo (NJConservative) at July 21, 2011 07:45 PM (LH6ir)
Hell yeah. Big ab diving fan here ! I love 'em
Posted by: The Jackhole at July 21, 2011 05:15 PM (+qHxi)
Posted by: h00v3r at July 21, 2011 05:22 PM (Uhsvv)
As I get older, I find myself watching TV shows about regular people (Men of a Certain Age, Good Luck Charlie) and passing on the adventure stories.
As far as muisic goes, YouTube makes the best recommendations.
Posted by: FireHorse at July 21, 2011 05:23 PM (gTGz3)
That ain't working...money for nothing and your chicks for free...
Posted by: brak at July 21, 2011 05:34 PM (nIoiW)
Florence King, who used to write for National Review and was much more of a genuine free-thinker than anyone on the left is capable of comprehending (a Southern bisexual royalist atheist who was a fan of organized religion in part because it kept the "little farts (kids) in line") once noted it is no longer possible for poor but talented would-be artists to starve in a garret in Greenwich Village like they did when Dorothy Parker was a spring chicken precisely because the policies favored by leftist artistes make such boho neighborhoods incredibly expensive to live in. And if they're affordable, they're terribly crime-ridden (think East Village in the '70's), thanks also to liberal policies.
Florence, bless her contrarian heart, noted that the little artsy-fartsy neighborhoods beloved by the creative class can only exist if they are supported by a larger, law-abiding non-bohemian majority. That obvious truth is resisted by the artsy-fartsies because it would require them to acknowledge the humiliating truth that they are dependent on those hum-drum work-a-day types they despise.
Posted by: Donna V. at July 21, 2011 05:58 PM (NfhOs)
Sorry, but the Bob Seger song about being on the road always sets my teeth on edge. You know - the one about how hard it is being a star, living out of a suitcase, having people stare at you is.
Yeah, Bob, it's rough, I'm sure. Just like being in the frigging gulag, I'm sure.
Posted by: Donna V. at July 21, 2011 06:04 PM (NfhOs)
Posted by: Jones at July 21, 2011 06:18 PM (8sCoq)
He used to have a stage-hand's union card, and made more money moving his own equipment than performing his own songs. I don't like every single thing about the guy, but he worked his ass off.
Posted by: Teegarden & Van Winkle at July 21, 2011 06:32 PM (W5ilH)
Posted by: Robert Hawk at July 21, 2011 08:04 PM (iOsl/)
Emphasis on the *was*. I gather he's quite liberal now (he married a photojournalist and moved to LA with her around 2000) and he's been quoted as saying his earlier songs that punch holes in collectivism are "too simplistic".
Posted by: Ian S. at July 21, 2011 08:34 PM (DRhXx)
That being said, Geddy Lee's in his late 50s and he can't hit the high notes like he used to - the guy should just take it an octave down instead of trying to croak through. Love the band, but listening to Geddy trying to sing "Time Stands Still" on the last tour was painful.
Aside from that, damn those guys are great musicians.
Posted by: Evil Red Scandi at July 21, 2011 09:35 PM (M+Vm5)
Ace, great column. I think about things like that a lot, since I'm peripherally affiliated with music production and play in a band.
I really love the hooks and performances by The Guess Who. But every damned one of their songs has to have at least one obnoxious line in it.
Last line of Bus Rider: "I'm so awful god-damned glad I'm not in your shoes"
Takin' care of Business is better, but still makes fun of workers.
American Woman. Excellent guitar hook. Great vocal. Plus: Hate for America!
and on it goes.
Posted by: K~Bob at July 22, 2011 12:35 AM (NW3RO)
It was after their "We don't care about what our fans want to hear" shift to more keys and sequencing rather than just rocking out.
Posted by: JarvisW at July 22, 2011 01:37 AM (8yPsP)
Posted by: joeindc44 at July 22, 2011 05:52 AM (u9B7L)
the great artists thruout history have been crazy ... some stark raving mad ...
artists are the last people in the world we should ever consult for ideas to solve todays real world problems ...
Posted by: Jeff at July 22, 2011 06:01 AM (A3tpD)
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