Only Philly fans would find a way to blame Donovan McNabb for last night's loss.
GIVE THE GUY A FUCKIN' BREAK.
Donovan McNabb doesn't call the plays (4th and 1). He doesn't like Kyle Fucking Orton throw three touchdown passes. He doesn't drop fucking punts. He doesn't let the Bears get that 1st down on that last drive.
Let's repeat, THIS WAS NOT DONOVAN MCNABB'S FAULT.
Monday, September 29, 2008
What It Means To Be From Philly
I'm home.
Physically, I've been back in Philly for almost a year now (WOW, that went fast). It wasn't till this morning did I really feel like a) I'm back in Philly and b) I'm really from Philly.
I didn't get up and go see the Liberty Bell.
I didn't awaken and immediately go get a cheesesteak.
I didn't get up at 4 and visit the site of the first congress or Ben Franklin's grave.
I did however, I wake up pissed off. I woke up pissed off because of a football game. Boy, did it feel good.
I watched the game at home last night on my couch, as my girlfriend sat next to me on her laptop, not really paying attention to the game. She's not from here, she's allowed to not pay attention, at least for now. Everything was pretty quiet and peaceful until Donovan threw that touchdown pass to DeSean Jackson and I scream. "FUCK YEAH." She jumped. The cat ran away.
"You scared me," she said.
"It was a great throw," I replied.
She probably hasn't seen me like that. I haven't really been like that. I had forgotten that professional sports, which should probably be a great release and entertaining, is actually just another thing to drain the life out of me.
I woke up pissed off. That we couldn't get in on 4th and 1. That the Bears got that first down on their last drive that pretty much sealed the deal. Annoyed that now we're 2-2 in the best division in football and have an uphill climb.
I woke up irritated and dissapointed. I woke up a Philadelphian again.
It's good to be back, even if it feels like shit.
Physically, I've been back in Philly for almost a year now (WOW, that went fast). It wasn't till this morning did I really feel like a) I'm back in Philly and b) I'm really from Philly.
I didn't get up and go see the Liberty Bell.
I didn't awaken and immediately go get a cheesesteak.
I didn't get up at 4 and visit the site of the first congress or Ben Franklin's grave.
I did however, I wake up pissed off. I woke up pissed off because of a football game. Boy, did it feel good.
I watched the game at home last night on my couch, as my girlfriend sat next to me on her laptop, not really paying attention to the game. She's not from here, she's allowed to not pay attention, at least for now. Everything was pretty quiet and peaceful until Donovan threw that touchdown pass to DeSean Jackson and I scream. "FUCK YEAH." She jumped. The cat ran away.
"You scared me," she said.
"It was a great throw," I replied.
She probably hasn't seen me like that. I haven't really been like that. I had forgotten that professional sports, which should probably be a great release and entertaining, is actually just another thing to drain the life out of me.
I woke up pissed off. That we couldn't get in on 4th and 1. That the Bears got that first down on their last drive that pretty much sealed the deal. Annoyed that now we're 2-2 in the best division in football and have an uphill climb.
I woke up irritated and dissapointed. I woke up a Philadelphian again.
It's good to be back, even if it feels like shit.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Myspace Music
Wow! A place where I can stream music for free!
You've got to be kidding! That's never been done before?
And this time I get to use the clunky, graphic heavy, ad-ridden Myspace platform. AWESOME!
The italics indicate sarcasm.
Doesn't Last FM already do this?
I can only imagine how many high powered meetings with idiot record execs went on, trying to come up with a deal to create a site that no one will ever use, and if they do, will be done with within 12 months.
Want to do something creative? Want to do something new? Give music away. Use ads on your site, fund it that way, but give it away. It's the only step that's left to be taken. Giving people a place to stream music has been done, and is almost in the past.
And while you're ad it, fix your fucking blog tool.
You've got to be kidding! That's never been done before?
And this time I get to use the clunky, graphic heavy, ad-ridden Myspace platform. AWESOME!
The italics indicate sarcasm.
Doesn't Last FM already do this?
I can only imagine how many high powered meetings with idiot record execs went on, trying to come up with a deal to create a site that no one will ever use, and if they do, will be done with within 12 months.
Want to do something creative? Want to do something new? Give music away. Use ads on your site, fund it that way, but give it away. It's the only step that's left to be taken. Giving people a place to stream music has been done, and is almost in the past.
And while you're ad it, fix your fucking blog tool.
Reunion
There's a rumor floating around the internet (so it must be true), regarding the possibility that limpbizkit (which is the way they wrote it for the last record) will be reforming. The story had the reformation happening without Wes Borland. Instead, playing guitar will be Terry Balsamo, who was in the band before Borland, and later played in Cold and Evanescence.
I was going to write how Borland, though part of the greatest incarnation of Bizkit, is not necessary for the band to write a great record. That the best thing he ever did for his legend was leave the band. He became the one with all the cred.
I was going to write that although Borland was important, we all know Durst is the one thing that makes limpbizkit move.
I was going to write that you should maybe revisit "Results May Vary," which was their record without Borland. I was going to write that it was a really good Bizkit record, though different from the previous ones. That the album was underrated.
I was going to write that even though I'll get teased for caring about the limpbizkit reunion, that we all have selective memory. That I guess I'm the only one that remember them being the biggest rock band in the world for a few years. I guess I bought all million copies of their records the first week they came out.
I was going to write that the world, that the rock world, needs a band like limpbizkit again. Silly and juvenile, maybe, but a band that could capture the attention of the rock world and make us all love a rock star again.
I was going to write th at limpbizkit had the attitude of the rock bands of the 80's that we all loved. Of Motley Crue and Guns N' Roses. I was going to write what a good thing that'd be in the age of rock bands who are still so taken with the grunge movement that I feel like I'm still listening to Nirvana cover bands. I was going to write that if they got their unwashed hair out of their faces, maybe they'd get recognized on the street.
I was going to write that though grunge music was great, there were fewer than 10 bands who really did it right. That's there's a reason for that. That the music was only good when it was honest and full of meaning, and most people don't have that as part of their soul. Which is why the copies fall so flat. Which is why they feel so empty. It doesn't seem that there's any reason why they feel the way they feel. Nirvana and Pearl Jam did a better job of explaining why they were angsty. It was believable. A lot of these current grunge sounding bands write great songs, but there's no feeling.
I'd rather have stupid, harmless fun, than have mopey, angsty songs without any real, mopey or angsty feeling.
I was going to write that I believed Fred Durst when he wrote Break Stuff. I believed him when he wrote Countferfeit and Stuck. I even believed him when he wrote Boiler. It was dumb, but it was harmless, and it seemed real to me.
I was going to write all of that, but then I figured I'd get made fun of for saying that I'd welcome a limpbizkit reunion. Because it's much better form to pretend to rave about the latest Radiohead record. Better form, just not all that honest.
I was going to write how Borland, though part of the greatest incarnation of Bizkit, is not necessary for the band to write a great record. That the best thing he ever did for his legend was leave the band. He became the one with all the cred.
I was going to write that although Borland was important, we all know Durst is the one thing that makes limpbizkit move.
I was going to write that you should maybe revisit "Results May Vary," which was their record without Borland. I was going to write that it was a really good Bizkit record, though different from the previous ones. That the album was underrated.
I was going to write that even though I'll get teased for caring about the limpbizkit reunion, that we all have selective memory. That I guess I'm the only one that remember them being the biggest rock band in the world for a few years. I guess I bought all million copies of their records the first week they came out.
I was going to write that the world, that the rock world, needs a band like limpbizkit again. Silly and juvenile, maybe, but a band that could capture the attention of the rock world and make us all love a rock star again.
I was going to write th at limpbizkit had the attitude of the rock bands of the 80's that we all loved. Of Motley Crue and Guns N' Roses. I was going to write what a good thing that'd be in the age of rock bands who are still so taken with the grunge movement that I feel like I'm still listening to Nirvana cover bands. I was going to write that if they got their unwashed hair out of their faces, maybe they'd get recognized on the street.
I was going to write that though grunge music was great, there were fewer than 10 bands who really did it right. That's there's a reason for that. That the music was only good when it was honest and full of meaning, and most people don't have that as part of their soul. Which is why the copies fall so flat. Which is why they feel so empty. It doesn't seem that there's any reason why they feel the way they feel. Nirvana and Pearl Jam did a better job of explaining why they were angsty. It was believable. A lot of these current grunge sounding bands write great songs, but there's no feeling.
I'd rather have stupid, harmless fun, than have mopey, angsty songs without any real, mopey or angsty feeling.
I was going to write that I believed Fred Durst when he wrote Break Stuff. I believed him when he wrote Countferfeit and Stuck. I even believed him when he wrote Boiler. It was dumb, but it was harmless, and it seemed real to me.
I was going to write all of that, but then I figured I'd get made fun of for saying that I'd welcome a limpbizkit reunion. Because it's much better form to pretend to rave about the latest Radiohead record. Better form, just not all that honest.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
The Worst Thing About The Internet
I feel old when I say this, but it's true.
I remember what it was like before the internet. It's true. I know there are a lot of people in that same boat, but as the boat gets full, the number of people NOT on the boat becomes larger.
Every day that passes, another person will be born who will have no idea what it was like before the internet. What it was like before cell phones. What it was like without HDTV. I mean, dude, it was a long time ago, but I remember not using cable. True story.
A few years ago, when trying to organize a "meet and greet" with a band at a concert. The band was late. The winners were late. Everyone was late. Thankfully, we all had cell phones and could relay our lateness to one another. A few days later, I was talking about the experience with the record rep who was at the other end of many of the phone calls. She's one of my favorites, and has been in the business for a long time.
I said to her, "man, what did we do without cell phones when we used to do this stuff."
She said to me, "I guess we were just all on time."
Imagine that.
Regardless, I do think that the positives and the advantages of the internet in particular far outweigh the negatives. I like being able to buy and download a song immediately when I feel like hearing it. I like how quickly news travels. I like watching pictures of a hamster making a dramatic face thousands of times.
Isn't this blog titled "the worst thing about the internet?" Yes. It is. I'm getting there.
So I remember, before the internet, reading record reviews in Rolling Stone magazine. Reading record reviews in Rip or Circus or Hit Parader. Actually, I'm not sure those last 3 had them. I definitely read them in Rolling Stone and Spin though. I remember most of the time reading them and shaking my head.
"What the fuck does this guy know about _______?"
The answer I guess, was no more or no less than I did. Sometimes I agreed, sometimes I didn't, but the review was rarely helpful. Most reviewers were faceless writers, whose opinion meant very little to me.
True story, the only album I've ever bought because of a review was "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot" by Wilco. I went out and bought it after I read about it Rolling Stone. What a horrible album. If I wasn't so lazy I would have returned it.
An aside and another true story. The only album I ever DID return was "Grave Dancers Union" by Soul Asylum. I hated it. I returned it and got a Queensryche album. I guess in retrospect, the Soul Asylum record was a good record. Boy did I hate it though. I took it back to The Wall.
"I want to return this."
"Why?"
"It sucks."
"Everyone I know likes it."
"Well, I think it sucks."
Finally, I get to the point. The point is now, because of the internet, there are THOUSANDS more reviews from people who I don't care about. Thousands more people sharing their ill-informed, self-important view of what songs and albums are good and what aren't.
WAIT JUST A MINUTE SPIKE.
Yes?
DON'T YOU DO THAT?
Absolutely. It's not the first or the last time I'll do something that I think is acceptable for me to do, but unacceptable for others. The double standard is not something I invented, nor is it something that you've never participated in, so leave me alone. I'm sure the blogs and reviews infuriate and annoy most people.
The problem is that radio DJ's (amongst others) can garner an audience to read what they think on the internet. Most of us have horrible opinions and even worse taste. And now, the internet is flooded with them. Opinions. Regular people who can paint themselves as experts on the internet.
Not just reviews of albums either. About EVERYTHING. Reviews of TV shows and movies and their walk in the park. I used to make fun of 15 year old goth girls blogging about the sandwich they ate and why no one likes them. All of the sudden, we're all that fucking goth girl.
There has been a interesting (I guess) internet discussion about the sound quality of the new Metallica record. People comparing levels and if it's clipping and 256k and 320k and WAV and mp3 files. Regular, every day people. I found it interesting. I forwarded it to a friend of mine, who is a big Metallica fan.
He made a good point. He said, "all of these idiots who listen to 128k mp3's all day long are complaining? How do they know the difference. Everyone should just stop pretending to be some kind of audiophile and shut the fuck up." He's right.
Everyone should practice a little more "shut the fuck up" and maybe clean the internet up a little bit. Maybe everyone shouldn't blog every time they have a good meal or think their boyfriend's cute or decide to review an album, or a song, or a movie, or a TV Show. Maybe everyone should take some time to shut the fuck up.
Except I guess, for me.
I remember what it was like before the internet. It's true. I know there are a lot of people in that same boat, but as the boat gets full, the number of people NOT on the boat becomes larger.
Every day that passes, another person will be born who will have no idea what it was like before the internet. What it was like before cell phones. What it was like without HDTV. I mean, dude, it was a long time ago, but I remember not using cable. True story.
A few years ago, when trying to organize a "meet and greet" with a band at a concert. The band was late. The winners were late. Everyone was late. Thankfully, we all had cell phones and could relay our lateness to one another. A few days later, I was talking about the experience with the record rep who was at the other end of many of the phone calls. She's one of my favorites, and has been in the business for a long time.
I said to her, "man, what did we do without cell phones when we used to do this stuff."
She said to me, "I guess we were just all on time."
Imagine that.
Regardless, I do think that the positives and the advantages of the internet in particular far outweigh the negatives. I like being able to buy and download a song immediately when I feel like hearing it. I like how quickly news travels. I like watching pictures of a hamster making a dramatic face thousands of times.
Isn't this blog titled "the worst thing about the internet?" Yes. It is. I'm getting there.
So I remember, before the internet, reading record reviews in Rolling Stone magazine. Reading record reviews in Rip or Circus or Hit Parader. Actually, I'm not sure those last 3 had them. I definitely read them in Rolling Stone and Spin though. I remember most of the time reading them and shaking my head.
"What the fuck does this guy know about _______?"
The answer I guess, was no more or no less than I did. Sometimes I agreed, sometimes I didn't, but the review was rarely helpful. Most reviewers were faceless writers, whose opinion meant very little to me.
True story, the only album I've ever bought because of a review was "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot" by Wilco. I went out and bought it after I read about it Rolling Stone. What a horrible album. If I wasn't so lazy I would have returned it.
An aside and another true story. The only album I ever DID return was "Grave Dancers Union" by Soul Asylum. I hated it. I returned it and got a Queensryche album. I guess in retrospect, the Soul Asylum record was a good record. Boy did I hate it though. I took it back to The Wall.
"I want to return this."
"Why?"
"It sucks."
"Everyone I know likes it."
"Well, I think it sucks."
Finally, I get to the point. The point is now, because of the internet, there are THOUSANDS more reviews from people who I don't care about. Thousands more people sharing their ill-informed, self-important view of what songs and albums are good and what aren't.
WAIT JUST A MINUTE SPIKE.
Yes?
DON'T YOU DO THAT?
Absolutely. It's not the first or the last time I'll do something that I think is acceptable for me to do, but unacceptable for others. The double standard is not something I invented, nor is it something that you've never participated in, so leave me alone. I'm sure the blogs and reviews infuriate and annoy most people.
The problem is that radio DJ's (amongst others) can garner an audience to read what they think on the internet. Most of us have horrible opinions and even worse taste. And now, the internet is flooded with them. Opinions. Regular people who can paint themselves as experts on the internet.
Not just reviews of albums either. About EVERYTHING. Reviews of TV shows and movies and their walk in the park. I used to make fun of 15 year old goth girls blogging about the sandwich they ate and why no one likes them. All of the sudden, we're all that fucking goth girl.
There has been a interesting (I guess) internet discussion about the sound quality of the new Metallica record. People comparing levels and if it's clipping and 256k and 320k and WAV and mp3 files. Regular, every day people. I found it interesting. I forwarded it to a friend of mine, who is a big Metallica fan.
He made a good point. He said, "all of these idiots who listen to 128k mp3's all day long are complaining? How do they know the difference. Everyone should just stop pretending to be some kind of audiophile and shut the fuck up." He's right.
Everyone should practice a little more "shut the fuck up" and maybe clean the internet up a little bit. Maybe everyone shouldn't blog every time they have a good meal or think their boyfriend's cute or decide to review an album, or a song, or a movie, or a TV Show. Maybe everyone should take some time to shut the fuck up.
Except I guess, for me.
Monday, September 22, 2008
The New Killers
Dude. It's awesome.
Viva La Killers.
** Update ** The Youtube link no longer works. Thank goodness for Island/Def Jam stopping the streaming of the song. It's going to eat right into sales. There's no way people can find the song for free if it's not on Youtube. I mean, people will listen to a shitty 56k stream on Youtube over and over instead of buying it. I'm sure you can just download it for free on any number of blogs or file sharing services. Or just type "Human" and "Killers" into the Youtube search engine.
Viva La Killers.
** Update ** The Youtube link no longer works. Thank goodness for Island/Def Jam stopping the streaming of the song. It's going to eat right into sales. There's no way people can find the song for free if it's not on Youtube. I mean, people will listen to a shitty 56k stream on Youtube over and over instead of buying it. I'm sure you can just download it for free on any number of blogs or file sharing services. Or just type "Human" and "Killers" into the Youtube search engine.
Better Than The Black Album?
Trevor from Unearth (new album out October 14th), thinks that Death Magnetic is better than the Black Album.
I think Trevor is wrong.
Trevor has more cred than me though. It's not even close.
Listen to the whole interview here:
http://94wysp.com/episode_download.php?contentType=36&contentId=2690655
I think Trevor is wrong.
Trevor has more cred than me though. It's not even close.
Listen to the whole interview here:
http://94wysp.com/episode_download.php?contentType=36&contentId=2690655
I Hate Pittsburgh
Some random thoughts, because I'm a little too tired to string together a long, coherent blog.
-- There's a bathroom at the Eagles stadium, a men's room, with no urinals. Only stalls. GROSS. Bro, guys do not know how to deal with it. I dare you to go into ONE of those stalls by halftime and not have it overfilled with #1 and #2. And on the floor. The only positive is that you don't have to be next to some drunk dude while you release your fluids. Nothing worse than urination anxiety bro.
-- Pittsburgh Steelers fans are the worst. Not because they behave that poorly, which I guess they don't. I was just annoyed at how many of them there were at the game yesterday, and how proudly they wore their colors. I was expecting more fights at the Linc yesterday, and was moderately dissapointed there weren't. Just moderately. I just know at the Vet, there would have been more fights. Did I just say I wanted more fights? I mean, "it was good no one got hurt."
-- I have a new found respect for George Thorogood and Billy Squier. Those guys penned nothing but GOOD TUNES. Everybody funny, now you funny too.
-- We had the dudes from Unearth on Rockers on Friday night. Great dudes. Every time. Trevor said he thought Death Magnetic was better than the Black Album. We tested Trevor for drugs afterward. I'm also invtestigating his relationship with Heavy Hitter's Jason Rudolph.
-- I am on NO SLEEP.
-- There's a bathroom at the Eagles stadium, a men's room, with no urinals. Only stalls. GROSS. Bro, guys do not know how to deal with it. I dare you to go into ONE of those stalls by halftime and not have it overfilled with #1 and #2. And on the floor. The only positive is that you don't have to be next to some drunk dude while you release your fluids. Nothing worse than urination anxiety bro.
-- Pittsburgh Steelers fans are the worst. Not because they behave that poorly, which I guess they don't. I was just annoyed at how many of them there were at the game yesterday, and how proudly they wore their colors. I was expecting more fights at the Linc yesterday, and was moderately dissapointed there weren't. Just moderately. I just know at the Vet, there would have been more fights. Did I just say I wanted more fights? I mean, "it was good no one got hurt."
-- I have a new found respect for George Thorogood and Billy Squier. Those guys penned nothing but GOOD TUNES. Everybody funny, now you funny too.
-- We had the dudes from Unearth on Rockers on Friday night. Great dudes. Every time. Trevor said he thought Death Magnetic was better than the Black Album. We tested Trevor for drugs afterward. I'm also invtestigating his relationship with Heavy Hitter's Jason Rudolph.
-- I am on NO SLEEP.
Friday, September 19, 2008
The Men's Room
Just a couple of notes about the men's room.
First, if you're in there, and some dude comes in, washes his hands and leaves, washing his hands wasn't his intention. Men do not go all the way to the men's room just to wash their hands. He came in to drop a doodie, and he didn't want to go into the stall in front of you. Though men are generally shameless, they find it difficult to enter stalls in front of other men. He will wait for you to leave the men's room, and then return to drop his bomb. Guaranteed.
Second, if you're in there, and a dude comes in and uses the urinal and then washes his hands, 9 times out of 10, he's washing his hands for your benefit. He does not normally wash his hands after he urinates. In fact, he's annoyed that he has to because you're in there. Of course, if he doesn't, you'll spread the rumor that he's a filthy animal that doesn't wash his hands after going to the bathroom, even though you do too.
Finally, I am THIS close to moving the blog to something other than Myspace. If I get one more fucking "unexpected error" and lose a blog, or have to click "post blog" 87 times before it posts, or I lose one to one of their unexpected errors, I'm going to lose my mind. Whatever is left of my mind, I will lose it. Perhaps Tom should spend less time designing annoying ads for movies I'll never see or bands I'll never listen to on the front page, and make the blog fucking work.
This is a 32 year old man, complaining about the error messages on my Myspace blog. Good lord.
Write. Better. Songs.
I've said for years now that rappers are the new rock stars.
It began around 95/96 with Puff Daddy. It began with rap, just as it became uncool to be a rock star in rock. Though I loved Nirvana, the explosion of that band and of grunge as a style, thoroughly destroyed any cool that existed in being your typical, David Lee Roth style rock star. No longer was the notion of excess a cool one.
So rappers took off where rock stars left off. I remember seeing the Puff Daddy and The Family World Tour in 97ish both in Buffalo and Philadelphia. I remember watching it, and the only thing it reminded me of was seeing Poison when I was much younger. The explosions. The outfit changes. The adoring crowd.
To this day, rappers are still the only rock stars that exist. Kanye West is more of a rock star in the classic sense of the word than anyone actually making rock music. The rock community villifies anyone that revels in their fame, whereas the hip-hop community, and the people who listen to the music seem to reward it. When I was a kid, I'm sure Poison and Warrant and Def Leppard would have been on every other second of the VMA's, whereas now most of what I see are Kanye and a bunch of other rappers who I can't identify only because I just don't listen to the music.
*Note, I mean the VMA's last year, when I had MTV. I don't this year, and didn't see this year's. Judging by the fact that I heard Britney was on it again, and it was horrible, I can't imagine it was much different.
So, what's the point?
We're getting there.
Lil Wayne is also a rock star. Lil Wayne is really famous and sells a lot of records and has really popular songs. So popular in fact that Jonathan Davis of Korn, and the band Framing Hanley have both COVERED Lil Wayne songs. Songs that are less than a year old. Songs that have not only not achieved classic status (like "Wicked" by Ice Cube had when Korn decided to cover it), but aren't even done being popular the first time yet.
Check out Jonathan's here:
And check out Framing Hanley's here (note that although this is a live version, they recorded a studio version):
I don't have a problem with anyone having any fun by covering a song at a show. Even something as potentially silly as a Lil Wayne song. Hell, when Umbrella was popular, there wasn't a band that DIDN'T cover it. I've heard live versions of both Ted Leo and Butch Walker covering Kelly Clarkson as well. No harm done.
I think going into the studio and trying to garner attention by covering a song that's currently popular is a mistake. I think it shows weakness. Not because they're covering a rap song. Not because the rap song is Lil Wayne (though the silliness of the songs adds to it, at least in my opinion), but because it seems as if the only way that these bands feel they can garner any kind of mainstream exposure is by singing someone else's song.
Rock music apologists will cry that because rap is the only thing that's popular anymore (wrong), that this is one of the only ways to get attention.
Rock music apologists will cry that rock radio "doesn't take chances on new records," and that's why they have to do any and everything to get attention.
Bullshit. Write better songs and people will pay attention. Stop complaining about rap, stop complaining about radio. Write better songs, record them, then get on the road and play them for people.
Newsflash: Hinder got on the radio and took over the country for a minute with a song that wasn't a rap song cover. They also didn't cover a rap song first. Now, I hate that fucking song, but it happened. Saving Abel got a song on rock radio, and now Top 40 radio without covering a rap song. They're (once) nameless, currently faceless bands that made their way onto the radio and into people's (disgusting) hearts just by writing good songs.
Framing Hanley is a good band whose worst nightmare is this cover becoming popular. As Chuck Palahniuk would write:
See Also: Alien Ant Farm
See Also: Orgy
See Also: The Ataris
Because no matter how good they are, this will be their claim to fame. They'll be the little girl that fell down the well when she was a baby. No matter what she does from that point on, she'll be famous for being the headline of some story that one day, will just be a headline without a story.
Alien Ant Farm, you know, the band that covered Smooth Criminal.
I guess there's a chance that they're fine with that being their one and only headline. I guess there's a possibility that they feel it's better to have a goofy headline than none at all. That if they retire being the band who covered Lil Wayne, it's better than being the band no one ever knew. I accept that, though I doubt it's how they feel.
Note to Framing Hanley: Go write a huge fucking hit. As Chuck would say:
See Also: Hinder
See Also: Saving Abel
See Also: Nickelback
Jonathan Davis, you sir, are making a fool out of yourself. You sir, think it's funny that Jonathan Davis is covering Lil Wayne. You sir, are becoming a caricature of yourself, and the only people laughing, are laughing at you. Go reivent yourself and write a killer song. Go reinvent yourself as something other than Lil Wayne. Korn used to be my favorite band, now I just wish you'd go away. If possible, this is more embarassing than the Fieldy solo album.
Note to us, the rock consuming public: The minute we start letting our rock bands be rock stars again, is the day we'll see their faces on TV again. The day we want them to be larger than life again, is the day they will be. Rock songs are still rock songs, the only things that have changed are how the people act who are singing them, and how we treat them. 20 years ago, Fred Durst would have been celebrated as the picture of rock n' roll excess, just like Motley Crue. Today, we hate him.
The minute we start WANTING them to be the biggest thing in the world again, is the day they will be. We can't complain that rappers are the only ones who are famous when they're the only ones who really try.
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