ded/DSOTM:
I remember listening to DSOTM for the first time when I was about thirteen. This would've been around the year 1978.
Of course I was 100% "straight-edge" then - as I would be throughout my entire high school career. (I did not become initiated into the woozy world of weed until college)
To say the music and lyrics of DSOTM "blew my young mind away" has got to be the understatement of the fucking century, for me. Every nuance, from the faint heartbeat at the beginning, until the final, barely whispered "
There is no dark side of the moon really, matter of fact its all dark" lodged into my consciousness a permanent love for the strikingly lucid, creative beauty of this band's music. It had abso - fuckin' - lutely ZERO to do with a)demographics b)popular opinion c)mainstream appeal d)or any other fucking thing aside from what my young ears & brain
took in from this one-of-a-kind studio recording that no other assembly of talented musicians could ever match in scope, depth, intensity, or holistic musical synthesis ever again. To note the studio recording of DSOTM was "ahead of its time" is to again make the understatement of the century. Do you think I was aware of all that at the tender age of 13 ? Fuck no. All I knew, was I had
never heard
anything like it -- and guess what -? I have yet to hear anything like it, to this day, 28 fucking years and a hundred odd bands later!
I maintain the music on DSOTM cannot really be "overrated" as much as it can be "underappreciated", straight up. So try and see it that way - - push aside your ego & admit it: "DSOTM is underappreciated by me", and that makes a hell of a lot more sense.
Paul/Stairway To Heaven
Yet another example of the above. Do you think for one red hot minute that my 12 -year old ears, exposed to this song for the very first time, had any god damn clue as to where the legend of this band was going in the future ? Course not. I simply listened to it as I would any other fucking song, whether it was peformed by Captain Kangaroo, the Beatles, or some nameless pop star on the radio. Truth of the matter in this case, is that I used to lift the needle back up just as soon as the song was done,
and play it again and again and again and again and again and again and again, each and every time I would lay on my 12-yr old back and stare at the ceiling whilst my mind literally became
lost in the unprecedented
rocking out which explosively carried me on a wave of dynamic music such as my young mind could never have fathomed possible in a hundred billion years of evolution ! Mother FUCK! Stairway To Fucking Heaven is one of the truly great songs in the entire canon of rock and roll and if you don't think so you are a product of modern indy sensibilities which is perfectly ok I'm not knocking it I'm just saying.
Wanna hear another song my young mind would cue up for endless repeated listenings until I was blue in the fucking face ?
"Dream On" by Aerosmith, bitches. One of the greatest fucking songs ever written and I don't give a fuck what any dispirited 21st century lost boy or girl has to say about it, ya
weren't there were ya when tha shit dropped, fuckin' INDY MUSIC DID NOT EXIST IN THOSE DAYS, and back then Aerosmith were the token "bad boys" of rock 'n' roll and for damn good reason: their first 5 albums fuckin'
smoked and kicked the ASSES of all the other bands around like ELO or Bad Company or Foreigner, hell Aerosmith provided straight-up from the heart passionate vocals & down & dirty lyrics by one STeve Tyler (channeling James fucking Brown and Mick Jagger no less), the most badass fiery guitar licks by one now Legendary Joe fuckin' Perry, and the sickest rhythm guitar crunchiness from Mr. Brad Whitford, some evil bass riffage from Tom Hamilton (I fucking
dare you to cue up the song "Back In The Saddle" and CRANK it, if that ain't one of the
sickest bass lines in rock history I don't know wtf is), all supported by the backbone of one of the industry's best drummers of all time, always
underappreciated I'll tell you that -- I've seen him perform live and I know -- Mr. Joey fuckin' Kramer, give it up for him, he's one of the greats.
Now look around you today. Nothing but DISrespect for this band, nothing but
citing their later, more commercial "sellout" twilight years and
complete and total disregard for their early days when they ruled the roost, well thoRny ain't havin' none of that Selective Memory, that shit is for the birds, the brainwashed, and the "too young to know any better", so I can't say I really hold it against y'all.
/end rant