I no longer listen to those stations. I will think they sound like Hell, and tapes of my father will come shooting out of my mouth. That will make me think that I am an old fuddy-duddy, because that's what I thought he was, back when he said them. What the Hell is this... ka-weema-weh ka-weema-weh, sleeping lions. Whatever happened to music? Feh! |
They have been manufacturing plastic rock stars since I was a pup. Frankie Avalon actually sold a bunch of records. So did the Archies. Remember Menudo? Or Milli Vanilli? Plastic, the whole bunch of 'em. The Monkees even made a TV special about how they were "manufactured" in test tubes by record company execs; they thought it was funny. Somehow the world continues to turn. Somehow some halfway-decent bands always manage to coexist with the manufactured product.