The Snob Also Rises

Three (suitably soi-distant) cheers for the return of Amanda's Ask an Insufferable Music Snob feature.

I won't spoil all the good bits, but here's an appertif of sublime IMS-ery:

The kids on this rock list I’m on have totally left me in the dust with their taste. They all talk about albums and artists no one listened to back when I was an IMS: Orange Juice, The Band, The Raincoats, and everyone but everyone loves Neil Young and CCR now. Now, I’ve started listening to Neil Young, ‘On the Beach,’ and a little CCR, and I like it. Are the kids all right, or are they ruining me?—Karl the Idiot

Facetious question. You know you still got a leg up on kids these days. But CCR is definitely cool now, though Neil Young is someone I wouldn’t admit liking unless my only other option was sex with a warblogger.

[With apologies to Scott, who on Monday threatened to revoke my Candian citizenship if I didn't admit to at least some residual affection for Neil's oeuvre. I'll grant that I'd much rather listen to Neil Young (provided Crosby, Stills, and Nash are far, far away) than Leonard Cohen, since at least Neil actually writes, you know, songs. And I thought Neil's score to Dead Man was effective. But that's about as far as I'm willing to go.]

Comments

[mwanji]

1.

"Three (suitably soi-distant)"

Is this Canadian-French? What does it mean?

[DJA]

2.

Just having a little fun there. "Soi-distant" is a fairly common solecism for "soi-disant" -- but it also makes me think of someone who is ironically detached from what they are doing or saying.