OK, Slate has officially taken pointless contrarianism to its absolute nadir with this article: "It's time to give Creed another listen. Seriously."
How will they ever top this bullshit? They can't. They're talking about Creed.
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"He's harnessing his unrivaled cred to remind us that Christmas ditties are as deeply American—and often, as just plain deep—as anything Alan Lomax ever recorded in an Appalachian holler. Singing (or rasping) "Silver Bells" and "Do You Hear What I Hear?" and "Here Comes Santa Claus," Dylan is the haggard, haunting voice of the musical collective unconscious—our Ghost of Christmas Past."
http://www.slate.com/blogs/blogs/browbeat/archive/2009/10/15/i-dreamed-i-saw-st-nicholas-why-bob-dylan-s-christmas-album-isn-t-a-joke.aspx
They sure do love their contrarianism at slate.
Posted by: lemmy caution | October 22, 2009 at 04:55 AM
"effective" is like "unshowy" or any of the million and one synonyms for "workmanlike" that used to be applied to Johnny Ramone and similar guitarists - it's a polite way of saying the guy sucks.
Posted by: dsquared | October 24, 2009 at 01:27 AM
Being an effective guitarist starts with the basics:
“In ‘69, Barney started a series of seminars in Northern England called “The Effective Guitarist.” He gave them all over the world for a number of years. These were four-day seminars - very intensive, but one of the things he talked about a great deal, and that people remembered who had taken the seminar, were how to be a good human being. How to lead your life and that it was a lot more than just playing the guitar well. That’s one of the things that was very important to him.”
Posted by: lemmy caution | October 24, 2009 at 02:18 AM
This is pretty funny:
http://twitter.com/search?q=%23slatepitches
Posted by: lemmy caution | October 27, 2009 at 03:49 AM
It have a fun
Posted by: Website Designing | October 27, 2009 at 02:27 PM
It have a fun, indeed.
Posted by: Salient | October 27, 2009 at 11:52 PM
Truer words.
Posted by: jholbo | October 29, 2009 at 12:16 PM
And yet this post remains at the top of your blog for nearly a month? Hope you are all OK.
Posted by: albrt | November 11, 2009 at 02:20 PM