Two Dimensions Are Better Than One
Safely distant in Beijing, I heard whispers from the States in the summer of 2006 that the cool kids had come to a consensus. They'd decided that all rock and roll lies somewhere along the U2-Radiohead continuum.
U2 is a pole. Radiohead is a pole. Every other band or musician, emotionally, walks somewhere on the tightrope in between.
Summer 2006 happens to have been the time the Crash Test Dummies finally clicked for me. And, cool kids or no cool kids, Crash Test Dummies do not live on that line.
And nor do Ween. Or Tenacious D. Or Phish. Or the Talking Heads.
I'm pretty sure the cool kids now consider summer 2006 the distant and unenlightened past, but, just in case, Just Shoot Me, Baby.
U2 is a pole. Radiohead is a pole. Every other band or musician, emotionally, walks somewhere on the tightrope in between.
Summer 2006 happens to have been the time the Crash Test Dummies finally clicked for me. And, cool kids or no cool kids, Crash Test Dummies do not live on that line.
And nor do Ween. Or Tenacious D. Or Phish. Or the Talking Heads.
I'm pretty sure the cool kids now consider summer 2006 the distant and unenlightened past, but, just in case, Just Shoot Me, Baby.
