Wednesday, March 17, 2010

school of Iggy

Well, roll over, Woodstock. Says Iggy Pop and perfectly happens to hit upon a feeling that is a deep-seated itch of mine. He spoke those words as he accepted the induction of the Stooges into the Rock’n’Roll Hall of Fame. A perfect little quip for the well heeled, well dressed, well preserved crowd in front of him. The Stooges finally got their place in that hall – curiously together with ABBA, who only sent A and B to the ceremony. The other B had a family thing in Sweden and A doesn’t like to fly anymore.
Regardless.
Iggy was up on stage, soon bare-chested, skinny, bony, tendon-baring, shaggy hair and ever the rebel rouser that pushed rock ‘n’ roll over the edge, helped turn it into an angry noisy crooked version, trailblazing a path to be followed by a lot of great punk and alternative music. He might not have meant those four words exactly how I heard them, but to me they were a final release. Done with Woodstock! That annoying love fest of the boomers who have tortured the rest of us over four decades with it. An at best mediocre 3 day concert. Yeah, yeah, I know all the names and all the protests and all the power that every true boomer cannot resist to brag about. I understand it was earth-shattering.
And why? Because boomers, so enamored with their own importance, have more than achieved their not so secret mission of boomerizing everything around them. Telling everyone who didn't want to listen how IMPORTANT what they did was. How amazing the music was. How much better their ideas of society were.
It wouldn’t be so annoying to me if they weren’t so much in love with their own revolutionary uniqueness, over and over, for decades, as if life doesn't continue. As if those after them didn't produce their own revolutions. In the ensuing decades the boomers have subverted every single one of their anti-establishment ideas to profit from them. And still hit everyone over the head with how much they changed it all for us. Thanks. The world would be a better place had the boomers just shut up like every other youth movement and found an adult place in society to change things for the better.
Roll over, Woodstock. Iggy is right. And in case you were thinking birth years. Being born in the boomer years doesn’t automatically make you a boomer. Being a boomer is a state of mind that exclusively looks at the world through a revolt from 40 years ago, completely unfazed by all the things that the present teaches you, overlay-ed with the notion that it is still the mother of all things.
I guess I just don't like being stuck. The mind has so many more ways to go around. That is why I came here, to look at the same things differently. I like to move along. Find new insights, topple old ways. Boomers don't. Roll over.