“OLD MUSICIANS
never die, they just decompose” a one-liner
in the Brain Candy Word Play is
called. Beyond the 30 musicians produce only crap, mean N. Gallagher of Oasis. Wrongly. Even if
in popmusic the inexpressible confusion of the Adoleszens seem to supply
the topics and energy
for great songs, at the latest with blues,
jazz or classical music applies: only matured humans are qualified as
musicians for certain astounding music experiences. Pop-musicians, once famous,
meanwhile victims of the slowly-acting making prosperity and anxious around
comeback, are not the yardstick. What is with those, which turn
to music making beyond the
30 only?
Actually we wanted
let outside a
parade horse for the topic “old musician", the Rolling Stones. But just in April 2006 Keath Richards falls of a palm. Thus so old the
62 years old cannot be, if it climbs on a
palm. A few years before he fall off a library leader,
thus stupidly he also cannot be. We hold: 60
yeaers old musicians are
physical and mentally fit. Are they also still creative? Now, it's
not enough to supply to a huge fan municipality
always similar material which pleases? The stages of the Stones are
finally full. From an intellectual view naturally not. That is
then only handicraft. But from good handicraft to to live is also no
dishonor. Nevertheless the question remains: Don't they know' s really more,
how to create new, or something that is better, as
their songs from the youth time? It is problematic the fact, that are always musicians regarded, who had success already in recent years
and are distressed by creativity-killing components like continuous fame,
paralyzing prosperity, distance of the normal life, which supplies the
topics. Nothing fresh comes in, nothing fresh comes out. During a longer period
to open a new pop horizon with nearly each new album, that indeed only the Beatles created and is hardly repeatable. But which is actually
with people, which go active in music beyond the 30 only,
unsoiled with early successes and unloaded with musical past? We live
finally in times of radical and frequent changes in the working life.
Each A&R raster lets it fall through merciless without examination. And
the pervasive youth delusion terrorises. But it is also the time of the
radically new possibilities of the World Wide Web. Those can notice
everyone, see our sides musicians selling and
musicians and Web. And which musician fascinates more than the
85 years old blues-man, who leads his harmonica to the face, furrowed by the life. OLD MUSICIANS never die, they just go from
bar to bar. That applies to
young probably exactly the same.
