Reluctance
The threadbane of culture...
in blue?
Much like Stephen Colbert I must draw attention to a threat to the very fabric of our civilization, in a ploy strikingly similar to a Sith plot of dethronement, disorder, and general chaos, what many would consider a vanquished darkness that has been sleeping so long seems to be stirring. Now at this point in time the majority of the populace still remembers this splotch on musical entertainment and were relieved when the last nail in the coffin was finally pounded into place, but there were those that mourned the passing and worked devoutly behind the scenes to usher in a new return. The present brings us to a crux in the story in which certain elements have resurfacedand they threaten an entire resurgence.
Is something that once was...
beginning anew?
What the hell am I talking about, I'm sure you're pondering (or yelling) to yourself. I'm exposing the direct link joining tight emo pants and 80's hair metal. Preposterous. Outrageous. Just plain silly. Or is it? Have you look at an emo kid in his/her skin-tight pants that show not only muscle articulations but pulse rate? Now take that same kid add a guitar, some hair spray and cop sunglasses and you have Whitesnakes' frontman. What are the odds of every emo driven adolescent silently and insidiously being groomed to recite Quiet Riot's "Feel the noise" or Cinderella's "Don't know what you've got (till it's gone)"? Pretty fucking good if you delve deeply enough. The tight pants are the nucleus of the germ, they spawn a domino effect of supplementary bad style choices that leads to such horrible consequences as glam metal's Enuff Z'nuff, and then complete destruction. In the 80's tight pants (often leather or some animal print) proliferated such accessories as tassels, cowboy boots, half-finger gloves. Are they now replaced by coke-bottle glasses, wrist bands, and Jack Purcell shoes? What are the consequences of a face-lift to an ancient evil?
So far apart...
yet so deceptivly similar.
I'm asking the hard questionsI know. But are we really ready for Poison's "Talk dirty to me" again? Hair metal was some record executive's tragic ploy to make punk and heavy metal accessible to a broader audience at the cost of the performers self respect and musical quality. That's right, the metal was pussified so twelve-year-olds would not have to struggle to appreciate Black Sabbath's "Symptom of the universe" when Skid row's "18 and life" was far more accessible. So may main question is what will we sacrifice this time around? Are we prepared for the new hair metal?
Many thought we were passed this...
but is it only now the cycle is complete?
A parting shot....
The threadbane of culture...
in blue?
Much like Stephen Colbert I must draw attention to a threat to the very fabric of our civilization, in a ploy strikingly similar to a Sith plot of dethronement, disorder, and general chaos, what many would consider a vanquished darkness that has been sleeping so long seems to be stirring. Now at this point in time the majority of the populace still remembers this splotch on musical entertainment and were relieved when the last nail in the coffin was finally pounded into place, but there were those that mourned the passing and worked devoutly behind the scenes to usher in a new return. The present brings us to a crux in the story in which certain elements have resurfacedand they threaten an entire resurgence.
Is something that once was...
beginning anew?
What the hell am I talking about, I'm sure you're pondering (or yelling) to yourself. I'm exposing the direct link joining tight emo pants and 80's hair metal. Preposterous. Outrageous. Just plain silly. Or is it? Have you look at an emo kid in his/her skin-tight pants that show not only muscle articulations but pulse rate? Now take that same kid add a guitar, some hair spray and cop sunglasses and you have Whitesnakes' frontman. What are the odds of every emo driven adolescent silently and insidiously being groomed to recite Quiet Riot's "Feel the noise" or Cinderella's "Don't know what you've got (till it's gone)"? Pretty fucking good if you delve deeply enough. The tight pants are the nucleus of the germ, they spawn a domino effect of supplementary bad style choices that leads to such horrible consequences as glam metal's Enuff Z'nuff, and then complete destruction. In the 80's tight pants (often leather or some animal print) proliferated such accessories as tassels, cowboy boots, half-finger gloves. Are they now replaced by coke-bottle glasses, wrist bands, and Jack Purcell shoes? What are the consequences of a face-lift to an ancient evil?
So far apart...
yet so deceptivly similar.
I'm asking the hard questionsI know. But are we really ready for Poison's "Talk dirty to me" again? Hair metal was some record executive's tragic ploy to make punk and heavy metal accessible to a broader audience at the cost of the performers self respect and musical quality. That's right, the metal was pussified so twelve-year-olds would not have to struggle to appreciate Black Sabbath's "Symptom of the universe" when Skid row's "18 and life" was far more accessible. So may main question is what will we sacrifice this time around? Are we prepared for the new hair metal?
Many thought we were passed this...
but is it only now the cycle is complete?
A parting shot....
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