If anyone out there has been foolish enough to “follow” the self-indulgent music ramblings that Steve Rhodes has been kind enough to let me post on this fine site, they’ll know that, unlike a certain prominent Chicago daily newspaper rock critic, I’m one of those mentally straitjacketed music fans who truly believe that the ’70s were indeed the be-all and end-all of rock ‘n’ roll, both in its best moments and its worst excesses. While there’s been plenty of great popular music since then, there’s never been the same level of great rock ‘n’ roll.
The combination of the huge baby boomer pool of young talent to draw from, the pervasive egalitarian political and cultural climate, the obsession with the blues and the freely available sex and drugs made for a musical Petri dish that we’ll never again have in this country. I don’t blame Generation X or Y for being somehow lacking because their rock ‘n’ roll doesn’t have the same power and meaning – it can’t, any more than, say, cable television pundits can have the same social impact as Walter Cronkite-era CBS News did. It’s about the times and circumstances just as much than the actual creative achievements. And while I wouldn’t go so far as to completely agree with the thesis and title of music writer Dave Thompson’s latest book, I Hate New Music: The Classic Rock Manifesto – I know where he’s coming from.
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Posted on October 6, 2008