Whew ok my head is spinning from this hot July political debate. Time to dial things down a bit with a less divisive (maybe) topic.
Part of the fun of growing up is getting to hear the very creative and humorous ways in which authority figures slam your cultural choices. Or, if not your cultural choices, then at least the cultural preferences of your generation.
I remember once sitting around and watching MTV at a friend’s house at the peak of the ‘grunge’ era. The big hit by Temple of the Dog came on, in which Eddie Vedder and Chris Cornell bray “Ah’m goin’ hong-raaaa-aaayyyyy” together.
My friend’s mom walked in to the room, said “huh - no wonder you’re going hungry! You can’t sing to save your life!” and then returned to her business.
Another time I made the mistake of listening to some feedback-driven Whitehouse jam on something other than headphones - my mom yelled up the stairs at me “oh, when you get done torturing Tweety Bird up there, we need to talk about your grades…”
Anyone else have some classic put-downs of your music from parents, teachers, older siblings, etc.?
listening to type o negative in the car 20 years ago, my mum says “i think your tape’s broken”.
I actually got that one the other day from the missus, as I was driving her to an appointment and had a techno mix going in the car.
I have also had more than one person very cleverly request me to turn such music off by mimicking the 4/4 time signature and general repetitiveness of the music:
“Hey. hey. hey. hey. To. To. Masz. Masz. Turn. Turn. Turn. Turn. It. It. Off. Off.” etc…
Listening to Primus 20 years ago my mom thought Ross Perot was singing.
Hahahahaha this is a mental image that will be difficult to shake. Ol’ Ross chicken strutting and slapping away at his custom fretless bass as the mosh pit churns.
Hell, every presidential candidate should be required to front Primus as a test of their dedication to the people’s will. From now on we will decide our head of state by a panel of karaoke judges.
Just think of all the possibilities, past and present…Bill Clinton rocking “John the Fisherman” (added sax solo optional.) Or Ron Paul dropping a righteous “Too Many Puppies” and “Sgt. Baker” medley.
My mom walked into my bedroom while I was napping, with Cleanse, Fold and Manipulate playing. My parents sat me down after dinner and asked if I was using drugs.
My mom also called 1000 Homo DJs “A million smashed bunnies”, which I found hilarious, and still tease her about to this day.
My mom walked into my bedroom while I was napping, with Cleanse, Fold and Manipulate playing. My parents sat me down after dinner and asked if I was using drugs.
My mom also called 1000 Homo DJs “A million smashed bunnies”, which I found hilarious, and still tease her about to this day.
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Tears from laughter right now. Thanks for sharing that with us.
My mother on the singing voice of J. Mascis of Dinosaur Jr, “Sounds like a suicidal Neil Young.”
I use it whenever anyone mentions them; as my own - high-brow -observation.
My father on Elliott Smith’s “Baby Britain” - "This is the Beatles’ “It’s getting better all the time! Hahahahhaha! Oh, how original.”
Same as above.
Can’t think of any other disses. My parents were really cool about my music. Never once said anything about RATM blaring, “Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me,” from my bedroom.
My Dad did comment after reading the track list of The Mind album, “why do you like all this dark stuff?” Me: “why did we see Aliens in the theatre when I was 7?”
My mom also called 1000 Homo DJs “A million smashed bunnies”, which I found hilarious, and still tease her about to this day.
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That’s great stuff, because in fact it sounds nothing like that, yet the comment seems to actually make sense the more you dwell on it.
This reminds me a bit of the general disappointed commentary I’d receive, not just for music, but for any sort of cultural interest: “why can’t you ever get into anything NICE?!”
But at one point I had a Death in June record on and this elicited some approving remarks: “now, that’s actual good music. Why can’t you listen to more stuff like that?”
I didn’t have the heart to get into the whole DIJ back story since mom was enraptured by the fact that I was just listening to some tranquil folk music for a change…I wanted to say “yeah mom, this is a song about the Japanese author Yukio Mishima, who committed ritual suicide after failing to stage a takeover of the government and return Japan to its imperial glory…” but I just let things be.
I remember just getting out of the shower one summer morning when I was in high school. My parents were coming home after being at the store while I was still in the bathroom. I had the beastie boys cranked on the living room stereo so I could hear it in the bathroom. Upon walking in and hearing it louder than it should be my mom shouts over to my dad, “It’s hate rock! Our son is listening to hate rock!”
nothing came of it. I think my dad probably just shook his head and told her why it wasn’t “hate rock”
The sense of desperation in her voice always stuck with me. Probably because it was just so wrong.
I remember just getting out of the shower one summer morning when I was in high school. My parents were coming home after being at the store while I was still in the bathroom. I had the beastie boys cranked on the living room stereo so I could hear it in the bathroom. Upon walking in and hearing it louder than it should be my mom shouts over to my dad, “It’s hate rock! Our son is listening to hate rock!”
nothing came of it. I think my dad probably just shook his head and told her why it wasn’t “hate rock”
The sense of desperation in her voice always stuck with me. Probably because it was just so wrong.
Are you sure you didn’t hear incorrectly? And she wasn’t just expressing enthusiasm that your were listening to “AdRock”?
[reply]I remember just getting out of the shower one summer morning when I was in high school. My parents were coming home after being at the store while I was still in the bathroom. I had the beastie boys cranked on the living room stereo so I could hear it in the bathroom. Upon walking in and hearing it louder than it should be my mom shouts over to my dad, “It’s hate rock! Our son is listening to hate rock!”
nothing came of it. I think my dad probably just shook his head and told her why it wasn’t “hate rock”
The sense of desperation in her voice always stuck with me. Probably because it was just so wrong.
Are you sure you didn’t hear incorrectly? And she wasn’t just expressing enthusiasm that your were listening to “AdRock”?[/reply]
Nope it was specifically “Hate rock.” I remember thinking. How stupid, it’s rap. it’s not even rock. My mom wouldn’t have any idea who DJ Adrock is, even now.
Nope it was specifically “Hate rock.” I remember thinking. How stupid, it’s rap. it’s not even rock. My mom wouldn’t have any idea who DJ Adrock is, even now.
Now I can kinda, sorta see why somebody might call it that if you were listening to “Rhymin’ and Stealin’” or one of the more guitar driven tracks with a lot of intense yelling that could be construed as pissed off.
And I still can’t believe they actually wanted to release that LP as [url https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Licensed_to_Ill]“Don’t Be A Faggot” before Columbia pressured them to change it…
And I still can’t believe they actually wanted to release that LP as [url https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Licensed_to_Ill]“Don’t Be A Faggot” before Columbia pressured them to change it…
Wow, I had no idea. Shocking from such a socially conscience group of guys. Just shows how kids aren’t fully developed and there is always room for growth.
Incapacitants - Feedback of NMS
Whitehouse - Erector
Keiji Haino - So Black Is Myself
Masonna - Ejaculation Generator
Hanatarash - William Bennett Has No Dick
The Dead C - Trapdoor Fucking Exit
Brighter Death Now - Innerwar
_Tomasz will know what.
But the rest? (applies+)
C.span it’s just a sickness here. Just wipes you all out.