Posts Tagged ‘Rock’

Last week the guitar company Gibson Brands Incorporated, the manufacturer of the legendary Gibson Les Paul electric guitar, filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy.  A lot of people, including myself, wondered how and why this could have happened. How can such an iconic guitar company with such notable players such as Jimmy Page, Slash, Zakk Wylde, and many more, go from multi million dollars in sales to having to file for bankruptcy?

Many people blamed the high prices of Gibson guitars. A top of the line Les Paul is often priced between $5000 to $10000, sometimes more. A mid priced Les Paul goes for about $1000 to $3000. These guitars aren’t cheap for sure, but people forget that Gibson owns the Epiphone line of guitars which sells Epiphone Les Pauls in the $100 to $500 price range. In fact, it’s these affordable Epiphone Les Pauls which account for most of the company’s sales.  So I don’t think this is the problem.

In my opinion Gibson’s downfall goes far deeper than just a pricing issue. It signifies the death of Rock as a cultural force. The term “Rock Is Dead” has been said for years but this time it’s really happening. Well, it’s not exactly “dead” but like Jazz, it’s become a niche. It will keep it’s core audience which grew up on Rock but it’s not exactly growing armies of new listeners.

Gone are the days like when I was younger, when you would hear bands like Guns N’ Roses, Nirvana, Metallica, etc. on mainstream radio. You not only heard them on radio but they were also pushing pop culture and selling multi platinum records while selling out stadiums. Rock just isn’t pushing popular culture anymore.

The new generation just isn’t into Rock for whatever reason. There’s just too many other things these days for a kid to get into, whether it’s video games or a newer form of music like Hip Hop. Sometimes you’ll meet a kid who will like Rock when they hear it, but as said before, it isn’t pushing popular culture anymore. Most kids these days don’t know Eddie Van Halen from his elbow. And there’s no guitar hero that’s going to bring Rock back to become a cultural force again. Time marches on. Sinatra never came back after the world heard Elvis.

Thinking about all of this brought me back to my younger years when me and friends knew this older Jazz guy named Tom who would play Jazz guitar and collect old Jazz records. We would laugh about how he was just so into this old style of music and really be into it.  This was his niche. We looked at him like he was some kind of dinosaur.

What comes around goes around. Now some youngster is probably amused by my taste in music with my collection of old Rock cds. This is my niche.

Now I’m the dinosaur.

-Roz

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Hum ‘Stars’

Posted: February 7, 2018 in lyrics, music, Uncategorized
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Stars

She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars.

She’s not at work, she’s not at school,
She’s not in bed, I think I finally broke her.
I bring her home everything I want, and nothing that she needs.

I thought she’d be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars.

I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead.
A crumpled yellow piece of paper, with seven nines and tens.

I thought she’d be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars.

I thought you’d be there holding daisies, you always wait for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars.

-Hum

 

Seven

 

Sew it on.
Face the fool.
December’s tragic drive
When time is poetry
And stolen the world outside
The waiting could crush my heart

You’ll taste it
In time

The right words
In time

Sew it on.
Face the fool.
The mirrors lie those aren’t my eyes
Destroy them raise my hand
Reflected in savage shards
A new face a soul reborn.

You’ll taste it
In time

The right words
In time

 

Every Shining Time You Arrive

Change in every little desire
We were counting on forces we could not control
Oh and all those things you realized
Were nothing more than a memory displaced through
So the story’s told beyond our grasp
We were climbing forever an infinite task
Shoulders straining with the endless toil
We’re nothing more than a feather moving in the wind
I want to change everything
I want to change everything
I want to blame everything on
Oh and all these seeds will grow anyway
Even though the outcome we cannot say
So you’ll always have your time to shine
Even in the winter of your darkest hour
Want to change everything
I want to change everything
I want to blame everything on

In the depths of my gloom
I crawl out for you
From the peaks of my joy
I crawl back into
Tearing me down every time you smile
Every shining time you arrive

-Sunny Day Real Estate

 

 

Forget Her

While this town is busy sleeping,
All the noise has died away.
I walk the streets to stop my weeping,
‘Cause she’ll never change her ways.

Don’t fool yourself, she was heartache from the moment that you met her.
Ah, my heart feels so still as I try to find the will to forget her, somehow.
Ooh, I think I’ve forgotten her now.

Her love is a rose, pale and dying.
Dropping her petals in land unknown
All full of wine, the world before her, was sober with no place to go.

Don’t fool yourself, she was heartache from the moment that you met her.
My heart is frozen still as I try to find the will to forget her, somehow.
She’s somewhere out there now.

Black Metallic

I’ve never seen you when you’re smiling
It really gets under my skin
You say it’s easy when it’s faster
I still can’t guess what you’re after

It’s the color of your skin
Your skin is black metallic
It’s the color of your skin
Your skin is black metallic
Your skin is black metallic
Your skin is black metallic

I think of you when you’re sleeping
Of all the secrets that you’re keeping
You can’t stay all day under the covers
‘Cause under there you’ll discover

It’s the color of your skin
Your skin is black metallic
It’s the color of your skin
Your skin is black metallic
Your skin is black metallic
You’re turning black metallic

It’s the color of your skin
It’s the color of your skin

Your skin is black metallic
Your skin is black metallic
Your skin is black metallic
You’re turning black metallic

It’s the color of your skin
Your skin is black metallic
Your skin is black metallic
Your skin is black metallic

Your skin is black metallic
Your skin is black metallic
Your skin is black metallic

-Catherine Wheel

 

 

Kirk Hammett from the band Metallica talks about guitars and shows some of his cool electric guitars in his collection. He’s not only a great guitarist, but he’s one of the nicest and humblest guys you can ever meet.

-Roz Abellera