Popped out to La Morena on Friday night to listen to a ’soul and funk’ concert. In reality it was a guy with an admitedly very nice voice singing along to his mp3 backing tracks. Uh, I think that’s called karaoke. It’s so weird here how so many performers only do cover songs and even then just play along with a backing track. Weird and cheesy and canned. Who goes out to listen to canned music when you can jsut turn on the radio/iTunes/CD in your home? Folks! Give me some originals please! That’s what creativity is about. Oh, yes, forgot…it’s all about recycling now. Kylie on the front cover of the MusicStore catalogue doinng her best Marilyn Monroe impression, Lyndsey Lohan chanelling same in photos last month…isn’t creativity about pushnig boundaries? Or is re-interpretation and imitation a sincere form of art? I guess it is, if you have more drive than innate talent.
Of course, the bar war terribly smoky, like all bars in Spain. The gross thing about smoke is that it’s not even the good part of the cigarette. Everyone is waltzing around in the residue of the tobacco smoke…kind of like the difference between a poo and the meal that made it. Thanks for the exhale, buddy, now I can swim around in your s**t. And I say this as a former smoker, certainly not always considerate in my time
