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nice fedora, douchebag
This is a response to a piece written on Vice a while back. I started working on this a couple days after but lost motivation. Well, I finally finished it. Let's see what sort of shit this stirs up...
My dislike for the Beatles has apparently reached
legendary proportions with people who know me personally. So when Dan Ozzi’s Shut Your Dumb, Stupid Mouth About the Beatles Being Overrated
started making waves online, I was the first person my friend Mark thought to
share this link with. Suddenly my bookface wall
got really entertaining – catching up with old friends while discussing the
importance of the Fab Four.
At some point Mark, who owns a record store in Asheville,
NC, commented “Obviously he doesn't know the folks like you that he’s up
against!” And at the risk of sounding
too arrogant for my own good I must say that I agree. I won’t shut up. In fact, I’ma go long-winded on your ass!
So guess what? I
call bullshit! Like, oh great, another
fucking wise-ass who has to come out to defend the Beatles’ all-important
status in rock history… and this time it’s coming from a guy who thinks weak
shit like “All You Need Is Love” could be the Beatles song to break me?! You sure about that, brah?!
And I’m not going to stop with calling bullshit on Mr.
Ozzi. Oh no. I’m coming after every motherfucker who has
ever tried to make me see otherwise.
You’re a Beatles fan. There are
so many of you assholes…why can’t you just be happy that so many people share
your appreciation, when the few of us who don’t cannot escape it ever?! You have to ALWAYS remind us of how wrong we
are, about a fucking opinion. Hey, I’m
passionate about my opinions too (perhaps this is obvious), but I am so sick of
these people and their need to shove their regurgitated points down my throat
(seriously, does anyone actually have a point I haven’t heard already?! You think you have one I haven’t heard
before? I’m willing to take that wager). Fuck the fuck off already!
"HELP!" is what I exclaim every time I'm stuck somewhere listening to "Come Together"
It almost always starts with the Beatles’ importance. It’s as if people think they invented rock
and roll. But for all purposes popular
rock-related, they weren’t on the map until the summer of 1962 when they
released “Love Me Do”. Again, the summer
of 19-fucking-62!
Are you being for fucking seriously?! These mop-headed lil shits are more important
than Chuck Berry and Bo Diddley? Or
Elvis - who, if nothing else, made the genre palatable to a bunch of fucking
racist honkeys? Do the importance of Buddy Holly, Fats Domino,
surf rock, garage rock, doo wop, rockabilly, Bill Haley and His Comets’ “Rock
Around the Clock”, Link Wray’s invention of the power cord, or the sound innovations
of Les Paul and Ronnie Spector mean NOTHING?
We really needed the Beatles to get us where we are, when all of that
had already happened?! Bullshit!
And how are you going to act so sure of the point that
the Beatles’ influence is a good thing overall?
For starters they put the final nail in the coffin for blues finishing
the job Elvis started. I mean, how the
fuck did we go from Robert Johnson - easily more important than the Beatles,
but far less renowned - to that vanilla fuckstick John Mayer?! What in the motherfuck happened? Beatlemania happened, that’s what. At least when the Rolling Stones stole from
the black man they showed their appreciation by doing things like hooking
Howlin’ Wolf up with his only ever television appearance.
Then there’s the phenom known as boy bands. It could be argued that they weren’t a boy
band - they weren’t recruited and constructed by some form of management, plus they
actually played their own instruments. Those
points are irrelevant to me because guess who is the earliest band I can think
of that was comprised of a bunch of pretty boys whose music is so candy-assed
that it makes my ears have a fucking toothache?
And now pop culture has evolved into what it is today. How are the Beatles at least not partially to
blame here?
But the attempts of pushy fans at validating the Fab Four
don’t stop there (they never seem to stop).
What about their influence on psychedelic rock? Can I seriously discredit them there? No, not entirely, but I again don’t think we needed them. After all, the 13th Floor
Elevators called and wanted you to know they released their self-titled debut
in August 1966. Guess what was also
released during the very same month? Revolver. Until then, the Beatles were almost
completely void of any hints of psychadelia. Revolver flirts with the concept at most. Grow your hair out and wear all the dumb shit
you want - it would have happened anyways.
You’re still not needed here.
OK: hate as I might, even though elements of the genre
already existed, and things would have come along without them - there’s no
doubt that the Beatles’ influence is tremendous. Sure, they influenced a lot of crap, but they
influenced a lot of great stuff as well.
In fact, every single one of my fave acts cited them as a major
influence. Sonic Youth, Thin Lizzy,
T.Rex, etc. Hell, even Nina Simone did a
pretty great cover of “Here Comes the Sun”.
My problem is that just because history happened doesn't
mean you have to like it. In fact it
seems like most of notable human history is pretty shitty overall. The Beatles are no different, nevertheless
there once was a time I could claim that even though I didn't like them I was
glad they existed for their contributions.
But my friend Logan, ex-bandmate and fellow Beatles’ hater, dropped a
bomb of wisdom on me a few years ago: it would be pretty interesting to see how
music would have evolved if they had never existed.
And holy shit, he was totally right! I suddenly imagined music as less polished
and more authentic. Trying to be
pop-oriented wouldn’t be as important but performing technical stuff more
influenced by jazz would surely be. The
music industry would be less obsessed on capitalizing on fads - a damaging
aspect of music in general for decades that only recently seems to be fading. There would be different Sonic Youths. There would be different Thin Lizzys and
T.Rexes. Everything would totally be OK. I can’t prove it of course, but I believe
that with all of my black, over-opinionated heart.
The extremely overwhelming popularity of the Beatles is
not a good thing and I seriously doubt you could make me see otherwise. You can try to use the influence/importance
argument. You can try to say that
because they were so successful that I’m blind for not understanding their
genius. Millions and millions of
Beatles’ fans can’t be wrong, right?
Well, I think they are.
I also don’t think Bon Jovi are good enough to exist, much less be one
of the highest grossing rock acts of all time.
They ruined hair metal, fuck them.
The Eagles’ first greatest hits collection is the highest selling record
of all time in the US. That is an
outright goddamned travesty. Peter
Frampton’s Frampton Comes Alive! is
6x platinum in the States - one of the greatest selling live records of all
time. The best use of that album would
probably be the time my dad and some of his friends used it for target practice. Go ahead and keep using this flimsy-assed
argument against us. It’s probably the
lousiest one you’ve got.
To beat my dead horse: my favorite hardcore punk band is
Mohinder, a mid-90s band out of Cali that 95% of the people reading this will
have never heard of. They lasted around
a year before moving onto other excellent bands that are about as obscure. Everything they ever did plus two live sets fit
on a discography CD released a few years after their demise. Yet this band has had a serious impact on how
I write and play fast, loud music.
Now, putting these guys above other more popular bands of
the genre - Black Flag, Minor Threat, etc. - probably makes me seem like an
elitist asshole almost as much as my disapproval of the Beatles does. But the way Mohinder’s music makes me feel is
undeniable. I could listen to that
discography disc every week for the rest of my life and it would never get
tiring. That’s my opinion, and their
popularity (or lack thereof) has nothing to do with it. Popularity shouldn’t have such an impact on
these kinds of judgments. Think for
yourself, you fucking sheep!
Look, I fucking get it, OK? The Beatles ARE important. I totally realize I am part of a serious
minority and that my opinions on this are often not super appreciated. Hell, a dismissal of Beatlemania is probably
grounds for termination of some friendships.
You don’t have to agree with me and I’m willing to bet that after
reading this you probably still don’t.
But we the haters don’t need your bullshit anymore. Most of us aren’t trying to be cool, we just
let our ears decide what we like just like you fuckers. We have a right to an opinion too and fuck
you if you think we’re gonna shut up. In
fact, you just made this hater louder.
I'm not sure if I agree with much about what you've said about the Beatles, but I'm sure that I agree with everything you've said about Mohinder.
ReplyDeleteI agree 100%. I simply don't like it and don't buy into a lot of it, yet I don't deny it either.
ReplyDeleteI understand your persuasive points, but organize your thoughts better. This article could of been powerful if more time was dedicated.Thanks for most of it though.
ReplyDeleteThen YOU write it!
DeleteWhile in general I share your opinion that it all would have happened anyway without them. I think your need to defend your point is pointless. They hated what was happening as much as you hate them. Their simple success ( Thanks Brian Epstein ) afforded them the best studio time and a hell of an engineer/producer in George Martin to do the things they wanted to try. The worst thing Lennon ever did was befriend McCartney. The sugary steady diet of crappy love songs mostly spewed fourth from his mind. Your argument would be much better if you knew more about them or at least utilized that knowledge with pen instead of the repeated F bomb. Over use of fuck just makes you come off as simply jealous of them and the success they reaped. Take this misplaced /bemused anger, devour everything you can, and write a book. It would sell! The whole time I was reading your piece I was thinking of this scene in Hard Days Night :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QREeweMWTZk Your writing this feels as relevant as my 26 + years playing records on crummy little radio stations. Why? Who cares if we're heard. We do it because we like to, just like they did. We stop when it's not fun anymore. If they'd have never had that much success they might all wind up working in a gas station.
ReplyDeleteI'm surprised you bothered to write this and I'm more surprised I bothered to read it. Listening to the Beatles is a far more interesting use of time than reading this sort of drivel.
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