| Eugene David ...The One-Minute Pundit |
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Friday, April 10, 2009
Here's another Amazon.com thread of note. Most seem to agree "music" stinks, and then quite a few suggest for antidotes the whangers and bangers of the last three decades who've vastly added new stink. Lack of taste is almost a virulent disease.
P. S. John Simon, having just seen the stage attraction at a new Branson East theme park, offers a definition of whanging and banging: “Rock of Ages” is innovative even for the most experienced critics: For the first time, we are asked to review Noise. Not pure noise, to be sure, but noise encroached on by a smattering of unmusical music, stultifying lyrics, banal dialogue and a story that carries triviality to new heights, or lows. It is impure noise, against which the best earplugs offer only partial relief. Sounds like a -- rock opera, or the kind of thing that's earned thousands of five-star ratings.
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