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Apr. 2nd, 2003 07:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pearwaldorfTo selected denizens of my History of Rock and Roll class:
1. The Feminista
Look, I know you're all grrrlpower and shit, but do you think anybody really cares about your reaction to Michelle Branch's lyrics in "A Game of Love?" Isolated scraps of lyricism about candy stores is not necessarily indicative of male exploitation of the female body. Just because the state of women in music is a relevant issue does not mean you need to bring it up at every fricking opportunity. If you want to apply a gendered interpretation to music, why not do it in a more appreciative environment like a women's studies class?
2. The Music-Theory/Indie Wank
Just because you know what syncopation means does not make you more qualified to judge what is essentially a subjective thing anyways. It also does not entitle you to go on at length about the various musical whatfuck elements of the songs, which just makes you look like an intellectual masturbator. Which is what you are. Do you think that the be-all and end-all of the creative spectrum lies in the pretentious wasteland we call indie music? (Not to say that no indie music is good. Just most of it sucks.) Let me give you a fucking clue: The Beatles were signed to a major label for most of their creative careers. It seems to have stifled their artistic merit none. And they were pop.
3. The Village Idiot
You know, I've had two classes with you, and the more I run into you, the stupider you seem. When the prof explains to you THREE TIMES that the five second snippet of guitar between the verse and the chorus is not a bridge, I think you should listen to him. For the good of all involved, and to save me the impulse to bash in your head every time you open your mouth, maybe you should just drop out and start pumping gas, which is what you're ultimately going to end up doing anyways, because I don't think social services are going to hire people who need as much instruction and clarification as the people they're trying to help.
And to think I was happy this class would probably be an easy A.
1. The Feminista
Look, I know you're all grrrlpower and shit, but do you think anybody really cares about your reaction to Michelle Branch's lyrics in "A Game of Love?" Isolated scraps of lyricism about candy stores is not necessarily indicative of male exploitation of the female body. Just because the state of women in music is a relevant issue does not mean you need to bring it up at every fricking opportunity. If you want to apply a gendered interpretation to music, why not do it in a more appreciative environment like a women's studies class?
2. The Music-Theory/Indie Wank
Just because you know what syncopation means does not make you more qualified to judge what is essentially a subjective thing anyways. It also does not entitle you to go on at length about the various musical whatfuck elements of the songs, which just makes you look like an intellectual masturbator. Which is what you are. Do you think that the be-all and end-all of the creative spectrum lies in the pretentious wasteland we call indie music? (Not to say that no indie music is good. Just most of it sucks.) Let me give you a fucking clue: The Beatles were signed to a major label for most of their creative careers. It seems to have stifled their artistic merit none. And they were pop.
3. The Village Idiot
You know, I've had two classes with you, and the more I run into you, the stupider you seem. When the prof explains to you THREE TIMES that the five second snippet of guitar between the verse and the chorus is not a bridge, I think you should listen to him. For the good of all involved, and to save me the impulse to bash in your head every time you open your mouth, maybe you should just drop out and start pumping gas, which is what you're ultimately going to end up doing anyways, because I don't think social services are going to hire people who need as much instruction and clarification as the people they're trying to help.
And to think I was happy this class would probably be an easy A.
