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Saturday, December 21, 2024

So Brick, Eh?’s Festivus Musical Grievances in 2024

 By So Brick, Eh?:

 

What the fuck NOFX? Are you retiring or something? Is this your last tour? You should probably let us know. But in all seriousness, my relationship with NOFX has warbled this year. My first attempt to see them got rained out, which isn’t their fault, but a bummer, nonetheless. But by their good nature they welcomed the rained-out crowd back to day two of the last Punk in Drublic showing in Denver, Colorado. And, to make up for it, they’d be playing TWO sets. A matinee and an end show. What luck! Timing made it difficult for me to see matinee, so I only caught the end show, and, to my dismay, they had spent the time between the matinee and end show drinking quite heavily. Suffice to say, not their best performance, but, hey, that’s punk rock baby! Because I think they’re retiring? I can’t remember if I heard that or not.

What the fuck is Midwest emo? There are some emo songs that are clearly about the Midwest. “Lansing, MI” by Public Transit and “Ohio Is for Lovers” by Hawthorne Heights come to mind. But there is not a distinctive or unifying sound that is genre defining and I am tired of people insisting that Midwest emo is somehow different from emo more generally. Perhaps it’s like the “British Invasion” and it’s about where the music originates. But then there’s my buddy’s band Collinsworth from goddamn West Virginia, which is decidedly not the Midwest, yet they self-label themselves as such. Is this a marketing move? Is this yet another authenticity digression? Jesus Save Me from The Glamorization of The Midwest. Who would willingly be proud of the same place JD Vance calls home?

What the fuck is going on in country music? Look, I get it. I really do. Music has long been a process of sampling, remixing, homa,ge and allusion. But some of these new country songs are just out of pocket. See Cole Swindell’s “She Had Me at Heads Carolina,” Jake Owen’s “I Was Jack (You Were Diane),” or, the most egregious, Dustin Lynch (ft. Jelly Roll)’s “Chevrolet,” if you aren’t aware of the light-to-moderate plagiarism that’s going on. Are they using Chat-GPT for lyrics?

And, what in the fuck kind of stage name is Jelly Roll?

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