I don’t want to boast, but Matthew Yglesias fingers me:
In a lot of ways, I think retirees are going to prove to be the killer ap of digital content creation.
I look forward to our unstoppable rise to cultural hegemony. For one thing, the blogosphere has far too many clips of music groups we have never heard of. This will change for, e.g.:
lol
from a 58-year-old with better taste in music
Hah! Yes… being unemployed for 9 months has been somewhat of a preview of retirement. So, does this mean 30 more years of boomer blogging? Shit….
You know, exposure to that song is regarded as an act of torture under the Geneva Convention. (It may be even worse than “The Pina Colada Song.”)
Mr. Coffin makes music criticism from a coffin. Would you prefer Dinner With Drac? Monster Mash? Do you know what fuddy duddy means? Have a lovely day.
Actually, I rather prefer Wilco, Counting Crows, Coldplay, Aimee Mann, and a lot of others who are doing interesting things today to Barry Mainlow or Rupert Holmes (or Boris and the Cryptkicker 5, for that matter)…but that’s neither here nor there. For swhatever reason, while my musical tastes developed and are rooted in the 1960s, hearing new music seems somehow preferable to hearing only the things I liked when I was 16 or 17 or 18 or 19 or 20…
More power to you!
And as much as we all like to mock that song, it has excitement and suspense, it tells a story, and . . . you can dance to it.
For those of us with a blank white box where the link goes, what’s the song Wimberley linked?
Anderson, check out http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KKsVhyiISY8
And if you have sufficiently refined tastes to appreciate that, you might also like
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj-x9ygQEGA
Now back to erudite scholarly discussion and whatnot.
For the record, I didn’t even listen to the song to the end.
Ewww — you let Yglesias finger you? Have some self-respect, dude.