Rock and roll gave my generation a voice which broke the chains of the past. In rock and roll it was simply a question of finding and expressing emotions that the die-hard conservative society had banned and abhorred as being sinful, or of denying the western sanctimonious and artificial values. Before rock and roll there was no youth and therefore no youth culture. Before rock and roll there was no life. Rock and roll smelled of rebellion. In Rock and roll there was an unchained, untamed rhythm.
Rock and roll gave the sound to the youth! It offered young people real emotional sensations, and during three decades it changed the world and the youth’s notion of self-hood and freedom, more than any painting or a written work before in our history. But no-one any longer makes music which smells of freedom and runs with the wolves. Economists and other money-making-machineries have seized rock-music into their bottomless wallets. The youth, without realizing it themselves, have been brainwashed. They have been successfully caged. Characteristically, nowadays a paleface rap-artist imitates the hand signs of the enslaved black like a monkey. The rebellious rock- music has turned into nothing but tasteless plastic light music.
The US Senators’ wives, who glued stickers in the music stores with the text ‘’Help save the Youth – don’t buy rock and roll records’’, couldn’t have dreamed of calling the 50’s and 60’s rock music entertainment! No, rock and roll was worse than the deadly sin conceived in the undermost hell by Satan’s semen. (Rock and roll was originally a slang expression, meaning premarital sex on the back seat of a car.) Nowadays rock-music is one of the disposable throw-away goods, a cunning method of skinning the youth of their money and thoughts, offering them a subconscious illusion of freedom, along with skateboarding, cell phone games, reality television and heavy beer-drinking. What would be a more handy method to tend the herds of youth back on a narrow path and to cushion their brain than half-naked women who waggle their hips invitingly and imitate fuck movements? Or the satanically boring heavy metal sung by mush-mash boys with a vicious noise, looking ghastlily scary. A real virtual impotent artificial rebellion – rock and roll is dead!
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