There's no reason to get excited...
This is not a blog about literally punching Bob in the face.
No, this a blog about people covering poor Dylan's songs and just destroying them. I know there are some people out there that can do a cover justice...Scarlett Johanis...burg....but, there was certainly none of the homage covering going on last night.
First of all, don't go to an open mic night and introduce yourself and ask, "does anyone wanna hear some Dylan?"
No, asshole. We don't. We wanna hear Dylan play Dylan. We especially don't want to hear you sing in his voice either. And what the hell kind of song is there of his that last 20 minutes and sounds like one continuous verse? Seriously, does anyone know that one? Would this guy make this up? This is also the same guy that I heard sing a "children's" song like Bob Dylan about a monkey, frog, and a snake, or some shit.
Then, his friend gets up after him and plays a lame cover. His second song, "Hit me baby, one more time" was funny; I'll give him that. But his buddy, the Dylan ripper, sat there watching and listening like the Rodan sculpture. I could just hear his thoughts, Oh, wow. Brittany Spears, it's so smart. It's so inventive. So fresh.
So, the main idea I want you to leave with is; don't cover the shit if you just can't do it. Cover something you know. Cover something you can make your own. Cover something that will actually entertain people. Don't befoul yourself and Dylan, which is the equivalent of a punch in the face of a generation. And don't write blogs when you're hung over and just trying to keep your eyes open.
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