Last edited by Alex Roest (2009-03-18 04:18:52)
Yeah - But I drive the "Trad" forum as well. Showbiz is showbiz!
They respond more to stick than carrot. It makes them feel like martyrs to a cause.
Last edited by Decline & Fall (2009-03-18 06:31:38)
For the record, this all has a LOT of cross-over w/ collecting records (and other subcultures as GS pointed out). For those of us who are hardcore music junkies, I'm sure we can remember first getting into music, probably via a rather listless band lifting its act wholesale off of some much better, earlier band and being treated like a jerk by record store clerks b/c we thought said band was the shit.
Of course, if you care enough about the stuff, eventually you develop better taste and suddenly you're the guy at the shop they make insider jokes with about what others are buying. No doubt there is a much-appreciated acceptance there and that acceptance is hard-earned but is the whole progression necessary?
I always hear from my more casual music buddies how annoyed they get by the music shops. I think there is a more to be said for the guy who points newcomers to the good stuff and realizes that taste isn't (a) an all or nothing thing (frankly, who doesn't have some much beloved nonsense in their collection) and (b) takes time to develop.
Interesting thread by the way.
You've got to wear it like flesh. There's nothing else hanging in your wardrobe or lying in the chest of drawers. With odd exceptions it's cotton, cashmere, lambswool or merino. It comes 'naturally'. Right now I'm wearing a shirt with man-made fibres in it, but that's because it's an ancient 'Lion of Troy'.
The shoes, even at this time of year, tend to have heft. The haircut, at any time of year, looks vaguely militaristic - but only because it's now sparse and mostly grey!
I have to walk down the street knowing who I am and that no one here gives a flying fuck for 'The Purist' or anything else I hold dear. Doesn't stop me from walking tall, though, even when 'slouchy'...
Now I'm off to listen to Mahalia Jackson: Newport 1958. Later on I'll read some 50s science fiction. Personal tastes!!
Last edited by Alex Roest (2009-03-18 07:51:55)
If you can't work in The Look, get laid in The Look, make lunch in The Look, and go play catch in The Look, then it ain't The Look, it's The Schnook.
Pohl... Kornbluth... Wyndham... Gold... Cordwainer Smith's "Game of Rat and Dragon"... Bradbury's "Mars Is Heaven"... mutants, BEMs, alternate worlds, but nothing much after 1960. I like the pulps, too.