Confessions of a fallen hipster
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Okay, y'all. I have to get this off my chest. I don't know how else to do it, so I'm going to come right out and admit it--I went to a Taylor Hicks concert over the weekend.That's right: I, who have always considered my music to be "cooler than thou" when it comes to obscurity and complexity; I, a prog-rocker from the get go, who loathes everything about the pop-music machine; I, someone who has not paid attention to anything remotely related to the populat music scene since Lou Bega won for "Mambo Number 5" (and don't get me started on that!) - I went to see and feed and pay tribute to the American Idol machine. And here's the real kicker:I had a great time.I don't know how else to say it. It was a lot of fun. For pop music, I guess he's a little different in the fact that he has a bluesy feel to him, and he was fun to watch. The crowd really got into it (seriously-the most avid fans I have ever seen!) and I found myself really impressed by the band that was backing him up. When I was all done, though, I felt the need to come back home and listen to all of my King Crimson albums at full blast to "cleanse" myself.Whew! Glad I got that off my chest.
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