You’ve definitely got the blame pinned correctly; Sonic Youth convinced Nirvana to jump to DGC, which marked their sudden ascent. (I’m a huge Sonic Youth fan, by the by, though I definitely understand why others wouldn’t really care for them… and outside of Nirvana, I really disliked most of the grunge bands. )
I really like some of the stuff done by Richard James/Aphex Twin/whatever moniker he uses at any given time, but he’s also done a lot of stuff that just bores me to tears… don’t wanna mention that to a hardcore fan, though, since everything he’s ever touched is genius. Similarly with Einsturzende Neubauten.
I suspect that nothing is more subjective than comedy. I watched that uncut Mitch Hedberg special and laughed myself sick. It was one of the most hilarious things I have ever seen, bar none. And it is impossible to explain why. National Lampoon had a column titled “Professor Kenilworth Vivisects the Joke”, a piece of meta-humor about the impossibility of explaining why anything is funny. For instance, “slapstick” humor is completely lost on me. I’ve never so much as chuckled at the Three Stooges. But I know a lot of people love them.
That’s who I came in to mention. I like some of his songs but don’t think he’s one of the best songwriters ever or anything. He’s not even the best emotionally unstable songwriter that writes deeply personal and revealing songs: I prefer Chris Bell and Syd Barrett.
There’s also The Minutemen. What I downloaded some of their songs a few years back they didn’t do much for me. There are other bands I started listening to at the same time, like Husker Du, which I didn’t like at first but grew to like, but The Minutemen didn’t grow on me and I lost interest and stopped listening to them.
Speaking of Husker Du, I still think Zen Arcade has a lot of stretches of pointlessness and it’s hard to pick out the good songs because it starts blending together and losing my attention.
When I got to college in 1979, there was a quantum shift of artists who it was okay to profess admiration for. Queen and the Eagles were out, Kate Bush and Rickie Lee Jones were in. Joan Armatrading was definitely in the pantheon of “Acceptable for college radio listening,” but based on the few times I’d heard her–including a terrible appearance on SNL–the snob appeal cachet was overwhelmed by the intense displeasure of actually listening to her.
I’m glad to see Sonic Youth getting multiple mentions. They opened for Pearl Jam recently, and while my boyfriend likes them and was enjoying the music…I had to get up and walk outside to browse the t-shirts. Cripes what a bunch of noise. I just don’t get it.
(Actually, I love Bela Lugosi and have since I found that the IMDB had originally posted two death dates on his profile. Ten years apart. What an awesome tribute to the greatest vampire in history.)
I can understand a Bela Lugosi cult. His movies are still freqently shown. As recently as the film Ed Wood, someone played him and won a Oscar. I can’t understand a Francis X. Bushman cult though. His movies are hardly ever shown. ralph124c, where did you even hear about Bushman?
Well, there were legitimate folk / rock songs (Call and Answer, Jane) alongside the cheesy-fun parody stuff (If I Had a Million Dollars, Be My Yoko Ono).
I bought their latest CD a while ago; it seems like they’ve ditched the parody songs and gone into straight-up rock. Which is a shame–I still get If I Had a Million Dollars stuck in my head on occasion.
Fans of “cult” artists are torn by two conflicting emotions: Fear that their favorite artist will not achieve widespread recognition, and fear that they will.
Yes, I meant him, though I never heard of him by the Reubens name until later, after the porn theater masturbation mess. I assumed he changed to the Reubens name because his Peewee career was effectively destroyed.
I though he was great in Buffy the Vampire Slayer. If he appeared under the Reubens name before or during the reign of the Peewee movies, I’m unaware of it. Perhaps you can point to something?
So really, I should say I never understood or like the Peewee Herman persona.
Well, he was born in 1952 as Paul Rubenfeld, and acting in Hollywood since 1970 or '71 as Paul Reubens; did a lot of characters, but I don’t think he debuted “Pee Wee Herman” until the late '70s. Admittedly, Pee Wee isn’t a universally appealing character; I could only ever take him in small doses.
(Never understood the porn theater thing. What’s the big deal about a guy playing with himself in a porn theater? Not hurting anybody. I thought the scandal was that public money and police resources were being wasted on such a worthless “sting” operation.)