Over on the BookFace, the Lovely El Snacktator dropped the musical challenge on me, and gave me the band Rush. and cripes a jeezis, but that is hard, not like if I was given Foghat or Cheap Trick, yanno?
Cuz the first one is a song ya like, and the second is a song ya love. And boy hoaw, I can’t make THOSE boil down, even after listening all day, ya der.
so anyhoo,, I got this:
1. Song ya like. And this one is Natural Science. Because it strikes a balance between the super long indulgent prog shit and real songs. It is complex enough to be interesting over a relatively brief nine minutes, but is still good and proggy; and the music is starting to abandon the folksy crap and be tough sounding, just because. But also, it is also part of the era when Neil Peart starts to abandon the high school philosophical bent of his lyrics (hello, The treez?) and the lyrics are about science and nature and cosmology, without being “spacy”
2. Song you love. OK, after listening to Rush all day, my initial lurch on this one is still true: Spirit Of Radio. Not just because of the propulsive riff, and the 4 minute limit on the song, but also this:
Begin the day with a friendly voice,
A companion unobtrusive
Plays that song that’s so elusive
And the magic music makes your morning mood.
Off on your way, hit the open road,
There is magic at your fingers
For the Spirit ever lingers,
Undemanding contact in your happy solitude.
Invisible airwaves crackle with life
Bright antenna bristle with the energy
Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength
Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free
All this machinery making modern music
Can still be open-hearted.
Not so coldly charted, it’s really just a question
Of your honesty, yeah, your honesty.
One likes to believe in the freedom of music,
But glittering prizes and endless compromises
Shatter the illusion of integrity.
Because, DAMN but that was what radio was like to a young zombie, looking for truth and life and reality that was not limited by a stupid bedroom and a stupid suburb. And you know what? When I got out of that stupid bedroom and that stupid suburb, THAT WAS EXACTLY WHAT I FOUND. Music was freeing, and limited, and compromised, and still made you want to sing and fly and break things and make things and dammit that is still pretty much true and…..
Well anyway, after all that I am supposed to come up with a song by this band I hate, and I can’t. This band helped me mature, helped me woo my love, helped me understand how to move beyond them into punk and new wave, and after all that welcomed me back and it is all pretty complex and weird and … OK, here’s the best I can do
3. Song from a band you love that you hate. I am a HUGE hater of of drum solos so even considering the intense musicality and skill and overall entertainment of Neil Peart’s solos, I will still skip them to go get beer or go pee. How’s that? Or wait; how about this: just about any of the cover songs on the album “Feedback” which I consider misguided at best.
But fuck it, I can’t say I hate any of those. And I know there are readers out there who hate this band, and there is no way that I will convince you of anything different, or you of me; but I walk through the beautiful buildings, and I wish I had their dreams.
There is music that resonates on teh zombie end, and this is part of it. I find it amusing that bands I think I like better, like Genesis or the mekons, are ones that I find it much easier to identify songs that I hate.
And in the end…. well. In the end, someone else will be picking the soundtrack, so what does it matter what I think? For now, this is something that trips the zombie trigger and keeps the barrel out of my mouth, so who am I to complain?