For the subjectivists among us to whom no record is absolutely bad (me included) - what are some of the records that you absolutely cannot even begin to fathom the thinking behind? (And not in a good sense.)
― Tom, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― John Darnielle, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― adam, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― chippy, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
But John, it's easy -- he directed his brain towards the interviews he gave. Those are uniformly great.
― Dan Perry, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Sean Carruthers, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
(b) I think there's this Venn Diagram thing that happens, where portions of an artist's aesthetic are really spot-on and wonderful, whereas other portions are just straight-up bad from the beginning. Some artists start within that good portion but then evolve over into the portion of their aesthetic that doesn't overlap with any recognizable sort of goodness. This is most obvious when artists try to "incorporate" other genres into their work and wind up displaying their complete incompetence in said other genres.
(c) Most importantly: big studios are stressful and expensive places, which is why I think pop artists are a bit more likely to accidentally make unredeemed ridiculous crap. Imagine an artist stuck in a big studio with a disagreeable producer and a label on their back and aesthetic in-fighting between musicians who are already on too many drugs to have a very clear picture of what they're doing. . . And then imagine the call coming down that a whole lot of money has been spent, and something better be done damn soon. (This is the major-label rocker ghetto, basically.) I think we all know the kind of messy, ridiculous records that come out of this. . . . "Experiments" that fail, but which the artist is still into based on their having been "experimental." . . . Half-assed rockers where two weeks were spent on the guitar tone, but then they had to borrow a bridge from an unrelated song so they could wrap it up on time. . . . And basically every other kind of thing that you can convince yourself sounds okay at the time, but you'd realize the crappiness of if you just waited a day and played it again.
(d) I think ego has a lot to do with that, which goes back to the fan base issue. "I'm a great artist!" the artist thinks. "Look at all these fans who like me stuff!" The artist thinks this greatness is some inherent soulful thing that has nothing to do with studious quality assurance, as actually questioning the goodness of your product is so not rock'n'roll, right? And when everyone says the record is crap, the artist looks at that central core of slavish fans and says, "Hey, I'm doing this for the fans. The fans understand."
― Ni~|suh, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Robin Carmody, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― DeRayMi, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Oliver, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
I'm a music director at a college radio station, and I get a shitload of records every week for which I cannot even fathom the thinking behind. I marvel at their shittiness on a daily basis, and leave the station feeling almost physically ill sometimes. You would not believe some of the offensively mediocre shit that comes our way--it really is depressing. I'm constantly asking myself: "What drives these people to create this stuff?" It's not as if I expect a deep answer or something; "to score chicks" is fine, but if it were true, you'd think the music would be a little better in order to accomplish said goal.
Someone asked me the other day: "Clarke, why do you like drone-y ambient stuff so much?" After I thought about it for a while, something hit me. I think that stuff is therapy for me--it's not some "immersive bath of meditative bliss" (well it can be but not always), it's functional. After having so much bullshit pumped into my ear canals on a daily basis, I need something to clean them out, something to make ME feel clean and fresh.
― Clarke B., Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― A Nairn, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Regarding Nitsuh's Venn Diagram thing, when good artists make bad records, it seems to me it's usually due to the pressure to always do something new and different. The need to make it good simply gets overlooked.
― Curt, Thursday, 24 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
It really is this thing, isn't it.
― dave q, Friday, 25 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― g, Friday, 25 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Maybe this is where concept records come in? The concept as a crutch for artistic development?
― Todd Burns, Friday, 25 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Because the Shaggs Dad wanted to "get 'em on tape while they're still 'hot!' "
― Lord Custos, Friday, 25 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Dave225, Friday, 25 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― dleone, Friday, 25 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Sean, Friday, 25 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Friday, 25 January 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
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