Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Becoming a Music Snob

Just a random thought. I've been viewing my transformation into a music-snob with a sort of birds-eye view, if that makes sense. As in, I can see myself becoming a music-snob because I always hated all those things music snobs said.

For example: Feist is too commercial. I liked her when I saw her at ... yadda yadda this club.

But the reason — and I realized this when I was listening to the new Velvet Revolver CD and fantasizing that I could see them play at Bud's on Broadway, all squished up on the dance floor — is that they are so accessible at the small clubs.

Because when the White Stripes played the bowling alley, there was a lot of "oh my god this is the White Stripes," but it was also a chance to see the band. I mean really connect with them and understand what they were doing on an intimate level. To see the interplay between Jack and Meg White that you can never see at the big show, even if you are three feet away in the orchestra pit.

So when stupid rock-snob verbosity starts spewing from my mouth, just asks me to justify it, because I usually can.

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