Joe’s Garage

“JOE: (somewhat exhausted)
These executives have plooked the fuck out of me
And there’s still a long time to go before I’ve
Paid my debt to society
And all I ever really wanted to do was
Play the guitar ‘n bend the string like
Reent-toont-teent-toont-teenooneenoonee
I’ve got it
I’ll be sullen and withdrawn
I’ll dwindle off into the twilight realm
Of my own secret thoughts
I’ll lay on my back here ’til dawn
In a semi-catatonic state
And dream of guitar notes
That would irritate
An executive kinda guy…”
Frank Zappa, Joe’s Garage Acts I, II, III, Act II Scene Fourteen Outside Now.

[Re-posted from The Old Site, original dd. 28-08-2008. I don’t have high hopes for this one and I’m already struggling with the formatting and I have allergy but let’s be charitable, will we?]

‘Nah, it was funny while it lasted – but it won’t be something that endures’, say those who go for classical music preferring classical to music. I say: let ’em have the opera created by the classical equivalent of ‘executive kinda guys’. It  clearly makes them feel better than the rest of us and if that’s what it takes to be rid of them, so be it.Let us enjoy their serious connoiseuring faces whilst watching these pot-pourri’s of over-the-topness, this attempt at creating art via a military strategy of shock an awe. Let them listen to music that was composed to achieve the popular effect of fireworks so we can be free to associate creativity with something a tad more original than nudity on stage, in front of a classicial orchestra playing bombastic.

Left to ourselves we opt for a bit of independence in taste and creativity. Sure! – this will last because it has had its knock-on effect. Once the knock-on effect has been realized, it can’t be stopped anymore. We listen to more F. Zappa nowadays than he could ever have imagined. Better still, there are a great many dwindling off into the twilight to think their secret thoughts.

There is no need for executives to build palaces of ‘OK’-scrutinized music in an attempt to make this music the everlasting classic standard, or at least to make it the only serious music such as to allow the easiest identification of serious people i.e. the people in the palaces of ‘OK’-scrutinized music.

‘But’ so say the ones that sincerely believe people can only be trusted if they buy into their type of exclusivity, ‘modern music is mostly popular music controlled by that type of marketing executive decried by Mr. Zappa.’

It is not.

Modern music is what is being invented all over the place by the semi-catatonic Joe’s trying to pay a debt to society in ways allowing them to irritatingly fuck over those bastards that insist on them paying debts to society at the expense of the time they can put into the secret thoughts they love to have. Even the marketing executive music (as if “their” music, the “OK”-scrutinized music did not survive because of publicly funded (or millionaire funded, which comes to the same) marketing executives) is not controlled because – in the very worst case – it sparks new Joe’s to invent new Joe’s that’ll blow the stale-mate away.

There is after all not the protection of central scrutiny in popular music, less and less at least and that, my dears, is our fight: to break more and more the central scrutiny. To let it go, dynamically as it should.

The combination of independence and mainstream is what makes the case for rational optimism. What we need is an independence to be allowed to be original even if (specifically if) it does annoy the scrutinizing non-motherfuckers trying to control taste into their static, safe status quo. Mainstream to ensure many people get it because what isn’t understood doesn’t get noticed and therefore doesn’t mean a thing. If sufficiently mainstream, it will knock-on and once it has knocked-on it will always be there in what was knocked on by it.

Independent and mainstream, what could possibly be a worse combination for those happy cocksucking few executive kinda guys?

[Whilst writing this I was listening to Frank Zappa, Joe’s Garage Acts I, II, III.]

And: yes, it was great fun to listen on the bus to ‘On The Bus’ instructing my son
to leave his seat to an elderly woman😉

[Re-posting comment: not too bad actually allowing for a somewhat shaky start.]

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