Gary Glitter: Proto-Trance Anthems

I've always liked it for the absence of the artist (culture of margins around a collapsed centre, eh?) since Gary's grunts are converted into decoded signifiers, practically devoid of anything recognisably human.

Also for the title which, even if by accident, seems to indicate a new beginning/Year Zero and therefore the ultimate fuck you to "American Pie."

I used to dismiss music constructed as a product with a specific end: to pack dancefloors, to make people happy, to celebrate creation (Bach), etc., as opposed to the easily accessible rock music which expresses the vocalist's worldview or tells a story (why should they have something novel to say, they're just people who can play instruments - they're not philosophers or novelists).

After a while, I gave into admitting liking cheesy stuff like trance, or being awed by ancient techno like Bach's organ works (build to make the listener revel in the majesty of creation). So long as music is not made cynically, ironically, or with pretense, I can now perhaps be enlightened by it. Whatever OTM means, I think this comment is it.