Not all rock stars are libtard morons.
Roger Daltrey: The ‘Woke’ Generation is Creating a Miserable World
That’s the whole idea. Wokesters are all miserable little worms themselves, and as everybody knows, misery loves company.
The Who legend Roger Daltrey says the ‘woke’ generation is creating a miserable world that serves to stifle the kind of creative freedom he enjoyed in the 60s.
“It’s terrifying, the miserable world they’re going to create for themselves. I mean, anyone who’s lived a life and you see what they’re doing, you just know that it’s a route to nowhere,” he added.
Daltrey also slammed the negative impact that social media has had on the world, saying it has undermined truth.
“It’s just getting harder to disseminate the truth. It’s almost like, now we should turn the whole thing off. Go back to newsprint, go back to word of mouth and start to read books again,” he said.
While Daltrey’s comments may not be mind-blowing, any celebrity speaking out against the mob that has cannibalized culture is something to be applauded.
Indeed so. I do believe this calls for some Who embeds tonight, which we’ll get to anon.
My own personal rundown of the 60’s Brit Invasion bands runs something like this:
- The Beatles: love love love their early stuff; can’t stand their latter-day hippy-dippy psychedelic glop
- The Stones: meh (Keef and Charlie emphatically excepted, of course)
- The Kinks, ditto (no exceptions)
- Herman’s Hermits: oof
- The Hollies: Some truly GREAT stuff, interspersed with some real clunkers later on
- The Yardbirds: meh
Which pretty much leaves the Who at the top of the whole pile as far as I’m concerned. In discussing this topic with friends and fellow players over lo, these many years, some have expressed surprise over my antipathy to most of the Stones’ ouevre, along with my professed fondness for the ‘Oo. The Stones, after all, were grungy, cocky, rough-hewn outlaws—ie, the same ruffian cloth I’m cut from myself—in sharp contrast to the Who’s more clean-cut, less-outlandish Boy Next Door image, Daltrey especially.
What can I possibly say, except…I can’t explain.
The almighty power chords raging throughout the most iconic rock anthem of all time might help explain my lasting affection for these guys, maybe.
That’s the closer of what was billed at the time as The Who’s farewell show in 1982—although as final shows go, this one later turned out not to be all that final. The concert was aired on Showtime, I think it was. I do remember watching it over and over at a friend’s crib with the rest of our crew, completely in awe of the way these old geezers could still kick out the jams with the cream of the Young Dudes crop. If you got the time and dig the Who like I do, it’s definitely worth checking out the whole thing.
And since I brought up the Hollies before, here’s one of their best, according to l’il ol’ moi at any rate.
Lip-synced, naturally. I did run across a quite creditable live clip of the song from another TV appearance, but when the instrumental break came around and those sweet steel drums…JUST…WEREN’T…THERE…
…well, my heart broke a little bit, I missed them so very much. Still, though: could those boys sing or WHAT?
Shouldn’t be a surprise. “Won’t Get Fooled Again” is an outright taking the piss out of the whole 60s/Lefty revolution shtick.
Daltrey and Townsend have both always been a lot more conservative than most people think.
And, sorry, Mike: I can’t hang with you on that one. Between the Beatles and The Stones, the Stones are the only ones worth keeping. I can’t stand the Beatles.
Oddly, I do like a few modern covers of some Beatles tunes, like Caitlin Hart’s cover of The Beatles – I Want To Hold Your Hand
The Kinks: I used to catch the Kinks in concert yearly every time they came to Dallas. Only stopped once I no longer lived in Big D.
Herman’s Hermits: Definitely.
The Hollies: Ditto.
I was never a big Stones fan. They had a few good songs but to me, they’re notable mostly for longevity. And I will always hold a grudge against Keef for his role in suing the Verve over “Bittersweet Symphony” and breaking up a great group.
While musically I’m an illiterate, I did grow up in the rock/roll era, so have my favorites and disliked as well.
I like the Who a lot.
T detest the stones. I just don’t like them.
Early Beatles good, later beatles sucked.
The Moody Blues are up there in my top 2, probably because of the orchestra like performance.
The problem is I know next to nothing about most of them personally. Just never cared. You can sing, wonderful. Play an instrument, great. None of that matters to me unless you can add good person to go along with it.
Ayup. “Shut up and dance, monkey.”
I find that, musicians, singers, or actors, my liking for celebrities is greater the less that I know about them as people. Once they open their mouths, it destroys the illusion that they’re human beings and you realize they’re alien bug people.
This list of British invasion bands is incomplete without Judas Priest and Led Zeppelin.