Somebody needs to be the voice rising up against the rampant consumerism that seems to be overtaking rock and roll from all quarters — even in the hallowed halls, it seems. I say: Pshaw! And if you think anything is new under the sun, or worth buying and owning, I say: Double-pshaw! Why, just the other day, a recording — literally etched in smoke in the year 1860 — was digitally deciphered and played for the world’s ears for the first time. The ghostly warblings definitively prove that, if nothing else, The Band were a bunch of olde-fashioned poseur assholes. This is what real old-timey music is meant to sound like!
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