I never fail to be amazed at people’s capacity and appetite for banality. I am not talking about current trends or anything, I’m talking about The Classics, and how ultimately The Classics consist of great talent going to great lengths to make the most agreeable milquetoast work. I bring the Beatles in as a prime culprit. Their talent and importance are both inarguable (trust me, I’ve tried) but their music hits me now as safe, maudlin and sometimes, a little insipid.
Robert Wyatt and Vic Chesnutt are two contemporary artists who are never insipid. Read more..
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