Eugene David ...The One-Minute Pundit |
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Monday, September 01, 2008
...archeology...recreate...archivist...museum...preserving....
We're not knocking Michael Feinstein but this article is very discouraging. It proves yet again that our commercial cultural past is not so much a living treasure as it is embalmed. Part of the problem, of course, is that there's hardly anyone around with the native talent to do it justice, to renew it without being showy about it; what very few who can are the not too distant cousins of theater queens, reverencing far more than renewing; and that many seem to be gay (like Mr. Feinstein; and we're not knocking that either) gives it a further musty aura, and the deadly and unmistakable notion that you can't be straight and enjoy it (like Ol' Blue, who we must confess was sometimes a bit too straight). Or to put it another way, the old popular culture is a carcass, surrounded by maggots with guitars, who won't feed on it.
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