Hell, everyone made such a big deal of the Exile on Main Street re-release this past summer (or was it the one before?) that you'd almost think it was being released for the first time and that the Rolling Stones were still kids shooting up heroin in dirtied, sleepy rooms. People were getting so excited that all you had to say was "Turd" and someone would shout at you, "Turd on the Run, man! Wicked song." all seriously. Drunks for the most part or poseurs I suppose.
Bruce Springsteen released the re-release of Darkness on the Edge of Town just recently, people shat. And hell, it's Bruce Springsteen, so you can't really complain or you'll be branded a communist, but what's worse, a communist with no sense of fun. I can take the first part of that insult very well, but I do have a sense of fun. It's just mostly dormant until I get some momentum.
Why am I writing about two completely different (sure, music journalists, sure) musical entities? Because the Stones had Sweet Virginia, which was an awesome song. Follow this line of logic: Awesome song + cover version by established artist = Sweet Virginia covered by Springsteen. It wouldn't even be an experiment because we know how it would end. We don't need an hypothesis for this one. If only good things happened more often...
Instead of re-releases. Oh, sure. They're great things. Maybe sound has to be shoehorned now and then, I don't know. Maybe roughness is unacceptable in the era of auto-tune and overproduction. Again, I have no idea what. I just like to say a thing or two about some things, now and then, on a blog, because I am a sloppy blogger, and that's exactly the sort of thing a sloppy blogger does.
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