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New Music and Videos September 17, 2010

Well, now that we got that soupsandwich out-of-the-way, aka MTV Video Music Awards, we can all move on with our lives.  A big thank you to all who joined in our boycott, we appreciate your support.  ANYWAY…here is some new music for you guys, things that have been buzzing in my ears.

Believe it or not, this lady is loving Two Door Cinema Club.  I can’t even give you a favorite song, they’re all amazing!  I started with “Cigarettes in the Theater” and have checked out others songs from the group ever since.  Hailing from Northern Ireland, this band has caught my attention with their addicting, fun-loving beats, mixing electronica with indie rock.

Madball has a new album dropping on October 12th entitled Empire.  Their highly anticipated new release introduces new drummer Jay Weinberg and is produced by Eric Rhutan (Misery Index, Cannibal Corpse, Goatwhore).  Keep it hardcore, know your roots.

Less Than Jake also has a new album coming out on October 12th entitled TV/EP- A Soundtrack to Your Couch Potato Life. This album is entirely television theme songs and commercials.  They’re not releasing any track names until right before the release, so stay tuned for that. 

Midnight Spin is a band I’ve listened to for a while now and I’ve decided to share this musical gem with the rest of you.  Their debut EP Through the Mojo Wire was produced by Nic Hard (The Bravery) and is available for digital download via iTunes.  Check out “In The Air (Revival) below.

Time for TNT to get honest- I can’t get this song out of my head.  Backin’ up Video, my daddy taught me good.  Maybe I’ll buy the sheet music.

So, is this the new trend?  Auto-tuning real clips from the news?  Two things are running through my mind here.  One, that people are running out of creative juice and are turning to news clips or two, someone was trying to get the point across that using auto-tune does not make you a musician.  Both are valid facts.  I believe this new trend started with the Bed Intruder one…

Check this video out.  Props to J9 who introduced it to me; she sensed I was in danger of douchebaggery Saturday night and that I was.  I used to think living in Williamsburg Brooklyn wouldn’t be so bad.  It’s not a bad area, it’s extremely close to Manhattan and it’s a total up and coming music scene.  While all these facts may be true, I just did not seem to understand what I was seeing.  Did I magically travel to Europe in a time machine and arrive in 1981 with bicycle gangs (people who ride together but mean no harm)?  Out of all the crazy things I saw (facial hair, over-sized glasses, that creepy pedophile look), no matter what the trend, it was in style.  It felt like the odder you dressed, the cooler you appeared.  Well, not in my eyes.  All I could think of was the line ‘to each their own’…while knowing that everyone I encountered was dressed a certain way to impress someone else.  Sorry Williamsburg, I am just not trendy enough for you.  Anyway, here is a video that described every moment of Saturday night, every single moment.

I love Ok Go, but was not impressed with their latest album Of the Blue Colour of the Sky. One of two songs I can tolerate is “This Too Shall Pass”, which has an amazing video.  If I ran my own company, I would have a set up like this for team building exercises (team building exercise ’99).  This video is sick.  Klone pointed out the broken TV’s in the background, counting the number of attempted takes.

Oh, was that not enough for you?  Still need some fresh talent to check out?  Okay, you twisted my arm.  Check out Frankie F!Gz with some fresh hip hop out of south Jersey.  Check out his latest video “I’m Gone”.


On behalf of our readers and the fans of music that we know still have brains and the ability to think… September 10, 2010

…we, the editors of NeVerMindthePosers are officially boycotting the 2010 MTV Video Music Awards in protest of the overtly engineered marketing machine, designed to narrow the focus of popular music to a small pool of already over-exposed artists.  MTV has for some time been distancing itself from the point of its inception, altogether dropping music videos from their regular programming.  As such, we feel that they have lost touch with the popular music scene, and have instead been co-opted by a select group of record labels and producers, to effectively hijack the audience they once lovingly embraced and exposed to more music than free public radio was ever able to.  The list of nominees for this year’s awards show is irrefutable proof that the network has a specific agenda and is strategically manipulating its audience to control their opinions.  We at NVMP are all for marketing and supporting artists, we understand that the music industry is as much a business as it is an artistic endeavor and phenomenon.  However, we cannot in any good conscience support MTV’s decision to all but handout awards to a handful of pre-selected artists that they are poising to be the ONLY artists that their audience should be listening to.  What legitimacy is there to an awards show where the same group of people are up for ALL the awards?  Even the Academy Awards (Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences) has categories designed to widen the scope of artists being prominently featured and considered for honor.  MTV’s 2010 VMA Nominee list is a slap in the face to the music loving public, and should be taken as such with no room for excuse or explanation.  Therefore, we will not be covering this event, and we strongly discourage anyone out there from wasting their time by letting MTV tell them who they should be listening to.

Dave ‘Klone’ Maresca
Tina Nicole Teresi
Alex ‘Stigz’ Castiglione
Angela Blasi
Mark B
Daniel Edward Petrino

Out of 16 categories and their nominees, here are some interesting facts:

– 16 categories are broken down into 9 artist categories and 7 professional categories.
– Lady Gaga is nominated in 11 out of the 16 categories (The 5 categories that were not crazy for gaga?  Best Male Video, Best Hip Hop Video, Best New Artist, Best Rock Video, and Breakthrough Video).
– Lady Gaga has 13 total nominations (nominated twice for Best Choreography and Video of the Year; “Bad Romance” and “Telephone”.)
– Eminem is nominated in 8 categories, all for “Not Afraid”.
– The only category we will acknowledge is Best Breakthrough Video- Dan Black “Symphonies”, Gorillaz ft. Bobby Womack & Mos Def “Stylo”, Coldplay “Strawberry Swing”, and The Black Keys “Tighten Up”.  Four great artists, four phenomenal videos. Is this still MTV?  If you had any insight to good, new music (or read NVMP) you would have already seen these videos, so still, we boycott.
– 16 categories with 5 nominations each should leave 80 spots available for nominees.
– A total of 36 artists make up the 2010 nomination list.  22 artists are nominated once, 5 appear twice, and that leaves 9 artists nominated three times or more to fill the rest of the spots.  No thank you, I do not want my MTV.

A little background on the TV monster that MTV has become
by Stigz

MTV in the late 80s and early 90s used to selectively air music videos based on their content, and even banned Michael Jackson, the King of Pop, presumably for racist reasons.  MTV only wavered when Jackson’s label claimed to pull all of their other artists from the channel.  This led to a massive PR campaign to get away from their racist image.  MTV’s answer?  They concocted “The Real World.”  For any onlooker to the first season, a very liberal agenda is pushed, and they consistently make things out to be a race argument; this is no coincidence.  Even though it is unscripted TV, they select the most diverse arrangement of people imaginable and throw them into the mix with each other.  This, coupled with their more liberal selection music, “racially informing” PR and programming campaign, and sympathetic stand towards the AIDS epidemic, gained them the support of the masses and diffused attention and racist claims from them.  Back then though, up until the late 90s, they ACTUALLY PLAYED MUSIC VIDEOS; and these videos hit a lot of different genres, artists and age demographics.  Soon after “The Real World,” something went terribly wrong.  Now there are a bunch of MTV Channels and good luck finding a music video.  Pack a lunch; it’s going to be a while.  Now that the history is out-of-the-way, let’s talk about the present.

MTV’s stagnant pool of brainless programming, rigged music scheduling and general lack of respect for anybody outside of the Billboard Top 5, is abhorrent.  I, as a music fan and mindful citizen of our culture, must object.  Until diversification of content, or at the very least, programming which doesn’t make anyone with an IQ over 17 go searching for a straight razor, you will be given no refuge here.  Music is not a soda pop.  Music is not a line of cocaine.  Music is not a brand of shampoo.  Music is not a personality contest.  Music is freedom, and sadly, MTV, you are the jailer. Boycott the “MTV Video Music Awards,” if you can call them that.  Find your music elsewhere.  Watch other shows.  Tell Snooki to “Fuck Off.”


Offbeat Site Makes Use and Humor of the Various Music Scenes June 10, 2010

Filed under: Rants,Too Cool for a Category — NVMP @ 3:27 AM

Just For Giggles – a blurb by Alexander “Stigz” Castiglione

One of my coworkers at 89.5 FM-WSOU turned me onto this site, and I used it in an on air bit.  However, a picture is worth a thousand words and I had to post this up.

The site is nothing short of hilarious – especially to fellow scenesters or people who hit up tons of shows and venues and see more and more people dressing spectacularly different from “status quo,” yet inadvertently all looking the same.  Besides this phenomena being an epic fail of the highest proportions for these tools yearning for individuality yet all shopping in the same dumpster – it’s great comedic material.  Whether it’s the fake mesh tattoo sleeves and white makeup, or the Indie-leg warmer wearers, or even the Emo crowd, this site takes them all into account.  Besides the cleverly placed blurbs about what they’re wearing ranging in comments from “massive amounts of piercings” to “back-up sunglasses,” it also gives a short and humorous description of the scene it’s ripping on.  If that isn’t enough, it gives you a playlist and what websites they frequent.

Some are more accurate than funny, like with the HXC Toughguy wearing a “Hateblood” hoodie (as if we didn’t know that was a poke at Hatebreed) and has Jamie Jasta’s website as one of his pseudo-bookmarks.  Others are just plain hilarious, commenting on posers that wear flamboyant gear and listen to washed up rappers.  And other entries are way too accurate.   Case and point: The Christcore Rocker who looks exactly like Underoath/The Red Jumpsuit Aparatus’ frontman Spencer Chamberlain.  Even the expressions of the character’s faces are priceless: whereas the emo boy and girl look like they’re going to cry and write a poem about it and the “MySpace whore” has the skank-pose down pat.

As a radio DJ, club DJ and general music aficionado, I thought I knew about almost every scene under the sun: not the case.  Crabcore, Skramz Revitalist, and Orgcore Punker were some names I saw and scratched my head at. However, when you see the pictures and playlists that accompany these weird derivations, you’ll immediately be like “Oooo I know a dude that dresses like that- that looks like ____.”  This, again, makes the site even funnier, as I found myself saying “that looks just like this friend or that chick if it wasn’t for the neck tattoo/glasses/over the top hair.”

In short, this isn’t hard hitting music journalism, hey, this isn’t even journalism.  This is just me telling you to check out this site, it’s definitely good for a laugh, and was extremely well thought out from characters, to blurbs, to fake playlists and websites, to side-splitting descriptions.  Check it out :


Top 5 Ringtones April 12, 2010

Filed under: Manic Monday Top 5,Rants — NVMP @ 9:05 PM

Remember when ringtones were these little polyphonic ditties that sounded like something out of an old Nintendo game?  As phone games evolved beyond snake, ringtones became little snippets of the actual songs you either loved, hated or raised an eyebrow at.  Where as you could only buy whatever your phone company offered a few years ago, web sites now exist where you can make your own ringtones. This week NVMP presents our favorite ringtones that we’ve had heard since we got our first cell phones.

TNT’s Top 5:

5. “All Along the Watch Tower” by Bob Dylan
4. “Rank N’ File” by Anti-Flag
3. “Mr. Tambourine Man” by Bob Dylan
2. “Sickness” by Disturbed
1. “Party Hard” by Andrew W.K.

Klone’s Top 5:

I’m sitting this Top 5 list out, and I’ll tell you why.  I’ve never been a big cell phone guy.  I’ve openly resisted and somewhat rejected the idea of a cell phone being anything other than a phone.  I have an iPod, I have a PS3, I have an iMac, so my initial logic is if I already have all of these things, why do I need yet another piece of equipment.  Enter iPhones and Smartphones…okay, I get it, but still, do you mean to tell me that listening to a song on a cell phone or watching a movie in HD on a screen 7″ across is going to be anywhere near the experience of watching the movie on a 55″ LED TV or listening to the song on a kick-ass Bose Surround-Sound system?  Some of you will say yes, and will honestly believe in what you are saying, but for me, the answer is a resounding NO!  Excuse me for enjoying quality of experience far more than the convenience of being able to watch/listen anywhere.  AND, if I were so into a song that I needed it to be EVERYWHERE in all aspects of my life, having to choose 20 seconds or so that would indicate to me when my best-friend is calling is doing a major disservice to the work I’m selecting to distinguish my caller.  I feel the most it does is make the selected 20 seconds become an annoyance over time, more so than enhancing your enjoyment of the song.  You know that the first inappropriate moment that the phone rings, when you’re at the movies or in a job interview or the densist’s office, will be traumatic enough that you’ll not only wind up changing the ringtone, you may decide to keep it on silent forever after that, and the song will now be a scar, a reminder of the time that should not have been.  Enjoy those ringtones! 😉

Dan’s Top 5:

5. “Backstabber” by Ke$ha
4. “Earthquakes and Sharks” by Brandtson
3. “The Church of Hot Addiction” by Cobra Starship
2. Theme from The Good, The Bad and The Ugly
1. “She’s Got Me Dancing” by Tommy Sparks

Angela’s Top 5:

5.  “Trying to Find A Balance” by Atmosphere
4. “Telephone” by Lady GaGa featuring Beyonce
3. “Bad Romance” by Lady GaGa
2. “I Can Transform Ya” by Chris Brown featuring Lil Wayne & Swizz Beatz
1. “Turnin’ Me On” by Keri Hilson

Mark’s Top 5:

5. “Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)” by Eurythmics – Remember the days of Monophonic ring tones way back when (1998)? Well this cheesy, blippy muzak version of the popular New Wave hit was one of the first custom tones that I had ever acquired, and the fact that it made me laugh at it’s awfulness gives me fond memories of it.
4. “Dusted” by Leftfield – The first ring tone that I had edited myself, thus proving that earning that college degree had not been in vain.
3. Theme from Indiana Jones by John Williams – Song used in movie about a renowned, womanizing world-traveller, used as a ring tone for a well-known, promiscuous, city scouring bar traveller… coincidence?
2. “Somnambulist” by Bt– In an effort to secure status as Bt Superfan #1, I acquired this tune as my first custom edited Polyphonic ring tone (courtesy of my friend Kantu). It was the beginning of one of my favorite songs from my all time favorite artist Bt.
1. Theme from Star Trek: TNG  by Dennis McCarthy – One of my current main ring tones. If you didn’t know that I was a complete geek before, you certainly do now. Bye bye, women.
Alex’s Top 5:

5. “Get Up Offa That Thing” by James Brown – Yea, that’s right, I’m that funky.
4. “Queen of Pain” by Alkaline Trio
3. “Dancing, I Got The Pills” by Erick Morillo – Best part of the song when the chick says, “Go ahead and keep on dancing, cuz i got the pills.”
2. Jimi Hendrix solo in “All Along the Watchtower”
1. Tyler Durden’s rant from Fight Club – “You are not your bank account, you are not the contents of your wallet, you are not your fuckin khakis”


Are You Hooked on the ‘book? The Facebook and Social Networking Abhorrence March 4, 2010

Filed under: Editorial,Rants — NVMP @ 3:32 AM
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By Alexander Castiglione aka Stigz

“That’s sick…I gotta update my status.”
“O man, I gotta harvest my crops before they wither.”
“Dude, this pic is so my new default!”
“Make sure you tag me in that!”
“Stop writing dumb shit on my wall!”

Ten years ago, this wouldn’t have made any sense.  Maybe even five years ago.  However, now, we speak is Facebook-isms.  We update our status religiously.  We search for “people we may know.”  And we even play dumbass games, and in some cases, spend real money to have fake money in said games.  All of this, because of the infamous social networking site which has captivated, and subsequently disembodied, millions upon millions.

I’m as guilty as any other twenty-something, as I update my status.  Send out Facebook events.  Send people virtual sheep.  Tag myself in pictures.  Share witticisms with the world at my heart’s content.  But is this, all of this, really healthy?  Or sane?

Do you find yourself updating your status, and then religiously checking it from your phone or the nearest computer?  When you get a new notification, do you get stoked in the most detached, technological-barrier based way?  My point in all of this –  this isn’t making us any better.  It’s making us worse.   More dependent.  More self-involved.  More egotistical.  More, well…this could go on for hours.

Facebook, Twitter, MySpace, Zynga, and whatever other social networking distraction I don’t know about yet, turn us all into raging egotists.  Our status is now the funniest shit ever.  Our albums cleverly named for the world to see.  Our profile pictures meticulously planned, taken, and posted.  We even use our posts and status as ways to get back at exes and people we don’t like.  And yet we still bitch about the lack of privacy.   We bitch about the government.  We bitch about GPS in our phones.  Yet you’re creating your own little paper trail, voluntarily.

We create these profiles which try to take a snapshot of who we are.  Now ask yourself, can you: all of you and your quirks, loves, hates, eccentricities, colloquialisms and favorite bands, books, and quotes, sum you up as a person?  Can you be reduced to a few HTML encoded pages?  If you say yes, I feel sorry for you.

And if I’m wrong, and human beings really can boil down to a bunch of lines of text and numbers, then we all have failed miserably as a species.

Why am I bringing up all of this, as I am just as guilty as the next person who takes a “what song are you” quiz, and why am I pointing all of this out?  Because, something, somewhere, doesn’t feel right.  We weren’t meant to create our own little digital world.  We weren’t meant to say shit via FB that most people wouldn’t say in real life (Gladly I am not one of these people, but if you are a “facebook tough-guy” go back to playing Mob Wars and call me when you grow a pair.)

I just wanted to point out, that we as a culture are becoming addicted to a self-obsessed, egocentric, digital analog of our physical selves.  This, I fear, will only get worse.  And it can’t be healthy.  I’m not a shrink, but it seems to me that getting approval and validation from comments and BS games, being “friends” with people who you have never met but who happen to know the same people as you, is a sterile, antiseptic, and socio-psychologically stunted existence.

I just think we should all be a little more wary of our technological dependence and spewing every little detail of our existence.  Do you really need to twitter when you’re going to the mall, or the movies, or on a booty call?  Social networking sites are indispensable for networking and using them for business, promotions, and to stay in touch with old friends or family.  However, I can do without, us – as a culture – spewing our meaningless everyday bullshit on to the dis-information superhighway.  Please step outside the box for a minute and have a look.  I implore you.

I have a status update for you guys.

Stigz says cut the shit, and learn from the lost art of face-to-face conversation, still almost better than a college education.


The Many Trials (Literally) of Lil Wayne: An Editorial February 25, 2010

Financially draining, time-consuming, and often, silly lawsuits are nothing new in the numbingly complex music industry.  It runs especially rampant in the world of rap.  Just type in a rap artist or producer’s name along with the term ‘copyright infringement’ to see how common it is.

Lil Wayne

So it comes as no surprise that yet another artist becomes entangled in the intricate webs of lawsuit-dom.  In a February 22nd blurb in Uncut Magazine (online)[1], rap artist Lil Wayne and his label, Cash Money records, are being sued for copyright infringement over the tune “Mrs. Officer”, from his 2008 album Tha Carter III.  According to the $2.5 million dollar lawsuit, producer of the song Darius ‘Deezle’ Harrison and music publisher The Royalty Network[2] claim they own the rights to the song, and rights to any profits from ring tones, music videos or streaming media[3].

Regardless of your level of expertise in the industry, it is not hard to see that there are a lot of people involved in the recording process.  Having a look at the liner notes inside of an album’s booklet shows just a fraction of the people involved in the making of a record.  Being that there are so many factors, it is not surprising that someone at some point would have a problem.  For this particular case, let’s quickly examine the two biggest trouble areas in this case, songwriting and producing.

The task of songwriting is very self-explanatory: they are hired to write and usually arrange a song, tailoring it specifically to fit the hiring artists’ wishes.  In the case of “Mrs. Officer”, reviewing the credits on the album would show that the writing credits are given to not two but three people: Dwayne Carter, Darius Harrison, and Robert Wilson (Lil Wayne, Deezle, and guest artist Bobby Valentino, respectively)[1].  From a publishing standpoint, this would suggest that any money a publishing house collects off of any media use would then be awarded to and divided between the credited writers.

A producer is a bit more involved; they are essentially responsible for the overall recording process.  Their multiple tasks include but are not limited to: finding a studio, determining recording dates, hiring the necessary mixers/engineers/additional musicians, etc.  And if one hires a more hands on producer like a Timbaland, Dr. Dre, or Kanye West, the responsibilities can grow to include: performance, sampling, programming beats, weeding out demos, song arrangements, track list selection, and even personally mixing and engineering the record.  In this area, ‘Deezle’ Harrison is credited as the sole producer of the song.

But does performing either of these difficult tasks mean that ‘Deezle’ has the right to claim ownership over a song that isn’t completely his?  Not necessarily.

Don't get ahead of yourself Deezle

In the process of recording an album, it is fairly normal for both producers and songwriters to be hired on a work for hire basis[2][4]; they are hired independently for that specific task and are paid some type of set fee upfront.  More importantly, this means that unless it is specified otherwise in the contract for the job, being for-hire involves the limiting or giving up of rights to the song and waiving collection of any future publishing money, so long as they are paid for the task and (usually) credited.  Basically, once they complete the task that they have been paid to do, they are absolved from any further involvement with the album, unless stated otherwise.

This doesn’t improve things on the Royalty Network front, as their ability to collect money from profits depends on whether or not the work on the song was a work for hire.  If not, then they are not entitled to anything; if it was a collaboration with any type of specific publishing details being worked out, then it’s time to pony up.

But this still doesn’t address who lays claim to the actual ownership of the song, which seems to be the big deciding factor here.  It would be great to get more in-depth with the rights and laws that are involved within this type of case, but there are only so many hours in a day; only so much a person with a life can devote.  So unfortunately, not much else can be said without conjuring up a migraine of technicalities.

But if you were to ask me, I’d say that it’s just another case of a producer greatly overestimating his importance, mixed with a publishing company’s attempts to milk the current cash-cow that is Lil Wayne on the back of one it its clients.

It’s nice to know that in an attempt to make a living off of creating, there are always money-minded sharks willing to ruin it for everyone.  Shame, shame, shame.

-Mark B.



Rolling Blown: The Demise of Rolling Stone as a Definitive Music Journal February 17, 2010

By Alexander Castiglione, aka Stigz

Anybody that has a subscription to Rolling Stone probably knows where I’m going with this.  For those of you that don’t get the music journal in the mail; bear with me.

Over the past few months, I’ve noticed something going on with Rolling Stone.  Specifically, who was on the cover.  The particulars are as follows: I have seen, in recent memory, a half-dozen covers which made me stop in my steps.  Especially since this is the same magazine that used to have legends like Jimi and Robert Plant on the cover, and even more obscure up and coming acts which we all know and love.  However, Lil Wayne, like this past week’s cover, is not a person I would say is contributing to rock.
Or music.
Or the planet, for that matter.

In fact, he makes the top five for people we should euthanize, slightly behind Carson Daly and Ryan Stop-Fuckin’-Smiling Seacrest.  Of late, we have also seen beauties like Megan Fox, absolutely delicious.  Or Shakira – who should permanently jack Kit Kat’s catch phrase, “Break me off a piece,” and have it forever floating over her head holographicaly.  Somebody should call Steve Jobs about this.  And it makes a whole lot more sense than the I-Pad.  But I digress.

Even John Mayer, who regardless of your take on him/his music/his fans, is a legit musician.  Mayer uses his Strat to slay a dragon with some serious riffs, and still breaks it down jazz style to have panties dropping from here to Japan.  Say what you will about him, or this new “Sex Object” PR approach his people are spinning, but this dude can wail.  In short, he earned a cover.

Then we have, which to be honest I thought it was the cover of an AARP catalog, the November 29th 2009 issue of Rolling Stone with Bono, Mick Jagger, and Bruce Springsteen on the cover.  Yes, I know it was regarding the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.  Yes, I know it was a big deal.  And yes, now I know that two of the three are well acquainted with the good products from the great people at Pfizer.  But is this what Rolling Stone is about?

This magazine, of which I am a devout reader, has had some of the best pieces in not only music journalism, but journalism in general.  They all were about rock in some capacity.  Movies, music, cars whatever, they all related to the “Rock & Roll lifestyle.”  About this elusive and enchanting counterculture filled with good times, loud tunes, tattoos and smoking hot women, which has rocked this country for the last half century.  Yes, sex symbols make sense.  Yes, geriatric rockers make sense (however un-photogenic).  But Lil’ Wayne?  Come on!

Lil Wayne (whose name in itself makes me want to climb a clock tower) is in my book right under Kanye West.  The title of the book?  Douchebags Who Have Contributed Nothing to Music.

Being an aficionado of all music, whether it’s classic rock, metal, post-hardcore or electronic dance music, I can be safe in saying that Lil Wayne and Kanye (and anybody functioning under their paradigm of sampling and using sound effects to no avail and calling it “original”) are the bane of the music industry, and do not deserve the cover of Rolling Stone.  Vibe, yes.  Jet, Ok.  But Rolling Stone – never.

Rock, which is what Rolling Stone should be about, is about sticking it to the man (yea, I stole the Jack Black line from School Of Rock), about finding your voice and screaming it out to the world, about displaying yourself and breaking it down by lyrically tearing apart this random series of tragedies, accidents, joys, hates, failures, and triumphs we call life.  Not about bling, not about retarded Bentley tattoos, and not about who wins the most Grammy’s, but about who actually earns them.  And even Grammy’s lost their appeal, as they have slowly but surely become the music industries equivalent of a high school popularity poll.

The naysayers of this article will say, “Well, it’s pop culture, and that’s kind of what Rolling Stone reports on. Trends in music and stuff…”  Well fuck that.  And fuck pop culture.  Since when did Rock & Roll, or any music for that matter, become about “what’s popular.”

Music is about what moves you.  Music is about what inspires you.  Music is what soothes your savage beast – or uncages it.  Music is what connects us with everyone, everywhere, for all time.  Music is about vibing with the tonal creations of another human being.  Music, good music, is not pop culture.
Pop culture is the enemy.

PS Rolling Stone, please, please, I beg you, stop harboring the adversaries of musicality.