― Tom, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
That's the only one I can think of.
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― Norman Fay, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― gareth, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― tarden, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Emma, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― the pinefox, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― james e l, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Nicole, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― anthony, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Mike Hanley, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― scott p., Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
I suppose there is a certain level of narcissism implied by working through demons and such in a public forum and that egocentrism is likely only magnified when the artist in question is an established figure. I suppose that's a bit of casualty of the blurring of lines between public and private life and image, but when John Lennon, for example, decries his public life by releasing a confessional album doesn't he give up a certain portion of his private life in the process? That seems, in a way, defeatist.
The only example of this I can think of offhand is Cursive's Domestica. I never heard the album, and surely never would have anyway, but I ESPECIALLY didn't want to hear it after the album was marketed as being inspired by the lead singer's divorce. I thought that was incredibly tacky, and very Jerry Springer.
I might have a bit of a double standard re this, because I thought it was incredibly cool for the Geto Boys to market that one album with a picture of Bushwick Bill on a hospital gurney with his eye shot out, cel phone to his ear. Maybe because that was done with some humor, I don't know.
Blood on the Tracks is often spoken of as "close to the bone," but those songs could be from anyne's POV, really. Which is why its such a great album.
― Mark, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― fred solinger, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Otis Wheeler, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
To answer the question, I don't really think I've ever been bothered by confessionalism as long as the song falls under my definition of "good songwriting". The only time I've ever been bothered was when the song was too close to something *I'D* only confess under extreme duress and harrassment from a mental health professional, or something.
― Ally, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Clarke B., Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
ILM Survivor? Eeg, quite right, that's scary. I'll declare myself the weakest link and get out now.
― Robin Carmody, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Fred should be ashamed that he's done Bruce Springsteen so godawfully.
― Patrick, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Solinger, you are a dead man. We kill for alcohol.
― Josh, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
It's funny how I started off trying to make a serious point on this thread and it has come to this...
― Nicole, Friday, 25 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Nik, Monday, 28 May 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Anonymous, Saturday, 2 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― deolinda maria pinto de almeida, Sunday, 24 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Tracer Hand, Monday, 25 June 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Indie Boy, Saturday, 14 July 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Friday, 22 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― cybele, Friday, 22 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)