Wednesday, April 25, 2007

The real payolas

I have some lost Calgary classics coming up for you (including a snapshot of Leslie Feist's origins in cargo pants and dreadlocks — a far cry from her current incarnation as a spangle-bedecked shimmy-dancer. Have you seen this video? It's nuts!) but not just yet. It's been the kind of couple of weeks where music just hasn't seemed that important or exciting, y'know? Still, kids, hang on for the treats.

In the meantime, do you want to know why you hear that shitty Finger Eleven song every ten minutes on rock radio? Here's why. Exact same thing that's been going on since "Rock Around the Clock." Need more? Read Hit Men by Frederic Dannen. Or maybe don't... Those are some nice fingahs there, I would hate ta see dem get all mashed up, if you know what I mean.

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