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From Bob’s archive: Against rockism

I’m out of the country, and so have scheduled some posts from my archive. Here’s one from May 2008, a sunnier year than 2012. It partly explains this post. You’ll be pleased to know that, thanks in part to the evil rentiers, I have since moved house, although still within London SE4. 

Today, taking advantage of the glorious London weather, I worked from home, sitting in my garden. (I had a piece of work to do that required concentration, away from the distraction of the internet and telephone.) Unfortunately, however, the evil rentier property magnates who own the freehold of the house next door to me have decided to turn the tiny garage at the end of their 20 foot garden into a two-floor “luxury townhouse”, conveniently blocking out half the light that reaches my small garden. So, today, the builders (one of whom is appropriately called Bob) were there. Although likeable blokes, they played Virgin radio.

Virgin radio, originally part of the Richard Branson empire (but now, I think, owned by Chris Evan’s Ginger Media, or the conglomerate that now owns that), was, I believe the second national commercial radio station in the UK, arriving fairly early in the period when FM radio gained dominance over LW/MW. For those of you lucky enough never to have heard it, it was the UK pioneer of the format broadly known as Adult Oriented Rock. My hatred of Virgin stems from my years as a warehouse worker, when Virgin tended to be the least hated station amongst the workforce, and hence the default choice of station. (I would do my best to sneak it on to BBC London, then known as GLR.)

Subjected to it all day today, it brought back the suffering – one of the factors, I think, which motivated me to switch to a white collar profession, a choice vindicated in the age of the mp3, when I can now work to the accompaniment of whatever I want to listen to.

Virgin features all of the bands I hate: U2, Brian Adams, REM, Oasis, David Gray, Counting Crows, Alanis Morissette, Coldplay, Radiohead, INXS. The artistes (is that the right word?) on the playlist today were, without exception, white. Most were male. There are earnest hoarse-voiced troubadours, swaggering long-haired types, lots of sweat and leather and testosterone, “classic” tracks that bring back bad memories, “new” hits that are recycled versions of the old ones. The only moments of respite were a couple of lite-metal songs (Guns ‘N’ Roses, Bon Jovi) which at least have a sense of irony and fun (or am I imagining that?) and some beautiful pop music during the “eighties hour” (ABC “When Smokey Sings”, a Madness song).

Listening to ABC, it came into focus what is wrong with Virgin FM: rockism. Pop music aspires to nothing other than providing the soundtrack for having fun, dancing and falling in love; rock thinks it is above the trivialities of pop, thinks it is more serious, more “adult”. Rock thinks it is more “authentic” (epitomised by rock’s preference for “real” (i.e. electric) instruments over electronic sounds). Hence rock’s masculinism: rock thinks pop is only good for girls.

In pop’s honesty, though, in the universality of the affects it evokes and provokes, it actually reaches a poetry that rock rarely manages. Compare “When Smokey Sings” to Virgin FM staple “Isn’t it Ironic”. The former describes, with utmost simplicity, what it is like to listen to a beautiful pop song. The latter claims to be pondering seriously on deep metaphysical issues. Which one is actually the more profound?

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South London family man. Eating bacon bagels on the 171 bus, listening to Johnny Cash while reading Hannah Arendt, the kid next to me playing dubstep on his telephone. Mostly politics at http://brockley.blogspot.com and mostly music at https://bobsbeat.wordpress.com

2 comments on “From Bob’s archive: Against rockism

  1. Not sure how ironic G&R was at the time. I remember seeing too many lookalikes to count when I used to go to Hollywood with friends. All these skinny white tattooed heroin addicts with long hair rolling around on Harley Davidsons. Some went for the Axel Rose look, others sported the stove-pipe hat like Slash. They were all fuckin’ clowns if you ask me. It’s boneheaded, reactionary music:
    (One in a Million)
    “Police and niggers, that’s right. Get out of my way. Don’t need to buy none…of your gold chains today.”

    “Immigrants and faggots, they make no sense to me, they come to our country and think they’ll do as they please. Like start some mini-Iran or spread some fuckin’ disease.”

    I am all for free artistic license on lyrics and whatnot but I never could stand that band. And it wasn’t for that song alone.

    Here in the US, the music you mention would probably be called “Alternative Rock” but that’s a relatively recent development. We used to call U2 “New Wave” REM was called “College Rock” back in the 80s.

    US Rockism was more L.A./Hollywood bands like Van Halen, Ratt, Mottley Crue, G&R and even though they were from the UK, Def Lepard, and even though they were from Australia, AC-DC. Heavy stuff, but not too hard or aggressive. It’s the sort of music you could turn on without turning the chicks off.

    Here is the rockism for me. 7th grade. Can’t tell you how many times we used to listen to the first 50 seconds, rewind the cassette, and listen to it over and over again.

    Here is irony:

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