Is pop and rock, as among the purer of pure art form of freedom and expression, dead?
Is rock living on its own ashes and self-destructing it, consuming itself at every new Rolling Stones, etc. etc. "new" gig?!?!
Like truest soccer is seen when you find a match in a soccer field in the countryside, with teams of fourteen/fifteen years old players, the most sincere rock is in the new voices and groups, maybe still rehearsing in a garage?
Not easy reply...
Have a browse to Simon Reynolds' "Retromania" blog and/or read his book, on Simon & Shuster's.
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