For as long as the sun shall rise... for as long as the seas shall wave... for as long as unfamiliar meats shall taste like chicken... there will be things that will piss me off.
My new one, fans of the MySpace music profiles, would be bands that classify themselves as 'experimental' that are not experimental.
If you're an Englishman who lives with an android spouse in the hills of Manchester and you create music with anything that is not a proper instrument and without any discernable beat or arrangement... you might be considered experimental.
If you're a band from California who write radio hits and use the same formula that's been used since plantation slaves started writing the blues... you are not experimental. You are pretentious.
That is all.
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