Friday, December 17, 2004

Music makes the people come together
So, I'm reading the Friday Entertainment section of my local newspaper, and I'm struck by a huge irony. The music critic is reviewing Good Charlotte and the Used's new albums, and sights that if GC's songs about being frustrated with stardom are indications of their real feelings, they should pack it in and get real jobs.

Which was fine, until later in the artical, the critic pines for the days of Nirvana.

Ex-squeeze me? Did I miss something? Nivana spent their entire career complaining in the same monotone, mononucleic whine about, guess what? Girls and life's unfairness. Then Cobain, who spent years saying he was depressed, shot himself. Apparently, he couldn't handle fame and millions of dollars. Or maybe it was the drugs and alcohol? Whatever.

See, now I'm in a music-ranty mood, but it's not to come to the defense of GC or the Used. GC did one song I liked (The Anthem), and other than that, they've been a pale Blink-182 rip-off, except I doubt they could produce anything like "Adam's Song", "Stockholm Syndrome" or "All of This".

The Used are mediocre, though I do have their album; it was an advance promo copy I got free at work.

But really, I'm sick of people talking about how great Nirvana, or Misfits, or Dead Kennedys were, when, quite frankly, they weren't that great. I listened to Dead Kennedys, and I can't even understand what the Hell the lead singer is saying. Ennunciate, man! Though I have the same problem with most Nirvana songs; see Weird Al's "Smells like Nirvana".

The reason these bands are lauded (and the reason that the Beetles were tolerated after they went off the LSD-end, and the reason Kiss still hasn't retired) is because the nostalgia of those who listened to them in their youth. They're remembering the good ol' days at the expense of the rest of us who might actually have different opinions.

Seriously, walk into a rock concert and diss Nirvana. See what happens.

Thankfully, I'm immune to this, because the music of my youth was Brittney and NSync and that mass produced cookie cutter corporate crap. Say what you will about Aviril Lavigne, but she writes and performs her own music.

And I'm done with that.

Today's Christmas Special lookback features Invader Zim's Christmas Special, "The Most Horrible Christmas Ever".

If you've never seen this show, rent the DVD's. It's worth it. The story centers around an inept alien named Zim, who's infiltrated human society and is trying to take over the world. Opposing him is an equally inept paranormal expert, Dib.

If you've never seen TMHCE, imagine The Nightmare Before Christmas without the feel-good vibes and moral, and you've got the general idea.

Zim disguises himself as Santa, and, of course, easily wins the hearts and minds of the people. Using this new guise, he plans to teleport the humans to their doom. Dib intervenes, Zim's plan goes haywire, Santa mutates into a hideous monster, and a good time is had by all.

I luv this show.

Thought of the moment: I've gotta' make ham roll-ups.

Quote of the moment: "To the jingle-jail with the non-believer!" -Zim as Santa
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