OK, this is a total dissertation procrastination post, so there may be some ramblings contained within.
The question is: what band or artist did you really used to like, but now can’t stand? What changed? Why? How? When?
For me, it’s Jello Biafra. I loved the Dead Kennedys (especially that flawless debut album) and listened to Biafra’s spoken word stuff as well. He seemed edgy and cool, and wasn’t afraid to take on the big boys and tell it like it is, maaaan.
But then I watched his interview on Soft Focus (just about the best talk show there is – erm…if you happen to an indie nerd that came of age in the early to mid 90s – hosted by none other than one of my personal idols, Ian Svenonious) and he just came across as such a…..what’s the word…..um….TWAT! Completely self-centred, self-obsessed, thinking his view is the ONLY view and that he knows stuff us lesser mortals don’t. It really jacked my goose and I haven’t been able to listen to the DKs the same way since and I won’t go near the spoken word stuff at all these days.
I don’t know, maybe the internet killed Biafra. Back in the day he DID know more than us and had done his homework on US interventions in south American tinpot dictatorships, but now we have the internet, we all know this stuff and we can call bullshit on him.
Or maybe it’s just a general aversion to any kind of self-indulgent art. I hate that whole routine he does: “Imagine me, ME…me…Jello Biafra running for mayor of San Francisco…ME, just imagine – how crazy is that?” I just think: “erm…..well, it sounds OK to me, I mean I don’t really know you…erm…”. It’s why that Magnetic Fields song “Andrew in Drag” was my least favourite song of last year (sorry Bish and Toffeeboy!), I just kept thinking a) I don’t know who Andrew is and b) he may well dress in drag on a regular basis for all I know and c) I don’t give a flying fuck…so…erm…that’s why I fell out of love with Jello Biafra!
…ah…when rambling turns to ranting it’s surely time to stop typing…but maybe that’s the whole point of procrastination…
anyway…any other stories of falling out of love are more than welcome!
Now, where was I…oh yes…perceived differences in conceptions of ‘communication’ between Japanese and European educational institutions…hmm…..