The first assumption on such a position is it represents failure to deal with my own imminent demise but that's why we don't waste much time on social network psychology. In fact, I heard the Hillary Clinton version of a Doctor Phil analysis of Vladimir Putin. That silly bitch is seriously damaged and apparently doesn't see Putin just laughs at her ... and rightfully. When Clinton calls someone else arrogant, what else should she expect.
The thing about eulogies is to try to say about someone who died the things you didn't say when this person was alive. Perhaps we could review for a moment: how the fuck is this person supposed to hear those words.
Therefore, we believe in support in real-time and that's why the reviews of musical performances, etc. From here at the Rockhouse, we see no merit in writing after the band's plane crash, man, I loved them so much and they were so, so einzigartig! (i.e. unique)
This thinking is somewhat new but it was largely driven by social networks which constantly post the most mundane crap for music but suddenly there's a vast upwelling from people after someone goes. Um, where was this before the person split. Those eulogies mean no more to me than Presidential promises.
Note: that wasn't true so much when Lemmy croaked. I didn't follow Hawkwind but a great many did and some of the people I know also knew him quite well. Their thoughts were meaningful but the rest is utter rubbish.
There is probably no way to listen to "Purple Rain" for free but I bought the movie decades ago and the eulogy yesterday had only words from Prince. Yevette said it was so loud outside it was coming from everywhere. Inside the audio goes through PA speakers and is definitely not high-fidelity but it sounds exactly like a concert hall.
That's the same reason for presenting the all-star performance of "My Guitar Gently Sleeps" which may be the best lead line for the song you will ever hear and that even includes Santana because Prince goes for some stuff which is flat impossible to play at the end of it and Santana never gets that loose.
Note: don't read that as one is better than the other. They are only different and I loathe rating musicians relative to each other. That may be why the music reviews get read so much as there's no back-biting in them. People never seem to stop to consider how insulting it is to a musico to hear, wow, you sound like Eric Clapton. In actual English, that translates to 'you did not establish any identity for yourself.' So we don't do that.
(Ed: you make plenty of other mistakes!)
Of course I do but there's no forward progress without them. Show me a man who doesn't make mistakes and I'll show you someone who never did anything more than paint-by-numbers kits. Avoidance of controversy has never made a leader in all human history. Acceptance of it, as with Prince, makes one of the biggest stars many of us will see in our lifetimes.
The thing about eulogies is to try to say about someone who died the things you didn't say when this person was alive. Perhaps we could review for a moment: how the fuck is this person supposed to hear those words.
Therefore, we believe in support in real-time and that's why the reviews of musical performances, etc. From here at the Rockhouse, we see no merit in writing after the band's plane crash, man, I loved them so much and they were so, so einzigartig! (i.e. unique)
This thinking is somewhat new but it was largely driven by social networks which constantly post the most mundane crap for music but suddenly there's a vast upwelling from people after someone goes. Um, where was this before the person split. Those eulogies mean no more to me than Presidential promises.
Note: that wasn't true so much when Lemmy croaked. I didn't follow Hawkwind but a great many did and some of the people I know also knew him quite well. Their thoughts were meaningful but the rest is utter rubbish.
There is probably no way to listen to "Purple Rain" for free but I bought the movie decades ago and the eulogy yesterday had only words from Prince. Yevette said it was so loud outside it was coming from everywhere. Inside the audio goes through PA speakers and is definitely not high-fidelity but it sounds exactly like a concert hall.
That's the same reason for presenting the all-star performance of "My Guitar Gently Sleeps" which may be the best lead line for the song you will ever hear and that even includes Santana because Prince goes for some stuff which is flat impossible to play at the end of it and Santana never gets that loose.
Note: don't read that as one is better than the other. They are only different and I loathe rating musicians relative to each other. That may be why the music reviews get read so much as there's no back-biting in them. People never seem to stop to consider how insulting it is to a musico to hear, wow, you sound like Eric Clapton. In actual English, that translates to 'you did not establish any identity for yourself.' So we don't do that.
(Ed: you make plenty of other mistakes!)
Of course I do but there's no forward progress without them. Show me a man who doesn't make mistakes and I'll show you someone who never did anything more than paint-by-numbers kits. Avoidance of controversy has never made a leader in all human history. Acceptance of it, as with Prince, makes one of the biggest stars many of us will see in our lifetimes.
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