taj mahal, why???
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I didn't know there was a building called "the Taj Mahal" until I was in high school. But I knew about the bluesman from early childhood. My dad was a fan, and we had some of his albums on cassette.So, this Saturday, Dad and I went to see Taj Mahal play at Yoshi's. It was a packed house. And why not? He's a legend... a fount of character who struts about the stage plucking pretty little notes from the guitar strings... a whisky-voiced singer who takes the blues format to new heights of melodic intricacy.That said... I kind of hated the show. No, really, I did. I was the only one there who was nonplussed, but that happens sometimes, right? And I had reason.Taj Mahal, friends, is a dirty old man. Sorry to have to break it to you.The first song was an instrumental, rendered exquisitely on a gorgeously resonant Epiphone. The second song was a raunchy uptempo blues about a girl in the kitchen and "when daddy gets home, you know what he wanna do."I pretended that I wasn't sitting next to my father, hoping that would be the end of it. But no! The next song had very, very similar lyrics (and no melody to speak of). And the third was about a curvy seventeen-year old. That introduced an image which would reappear throughout the show: An older man in baggy slacks and Panama hat, pursing his lips and shaking his hips as he sang about having sex with teenagers. While calling himself "daddy".Friends, I'm sorry. But I refuse to accept a man who squanders his musical gifts on shallow, sexist and slightly pedophilic songs; I will not applaud someone who is so clearly resting on the laurels of their previous creative success, who has reduced their output to melody-deficient posturing for the benefit of attention-deficient audiences. I call bullshit--on Taj Mahal and on everyone who gave him a standing ovation for a good musical performance with asinine content./rant



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