Ensconced as we are in our echo chamber of Hall & Oates appreciation (where every day is Hall & Oates Appreciation Day) it’s easy to forget that not everybody shares our appreciation for the greatest blue eyed soul band of them all. Enter “The Great Rock n’ Roll Swindle,” written by a libertarian political journalist who really likes writing articles called “The Great Something Swindle.”
This year’s honorees feature the usual oldies-show cavalcade of the clinically dead (Nirvana’s Kurt Cobain, the Beatles’ manager Brian Epstein) and the career dead (Nirvana bassist Krist Novoselic, Linda Ronstadt, whose Parkinson’s disease has forced her retirement); guys who used to wear flower pots on their heads (Peter Gabriel) and guys who used to dress up in makeup and platform boots (Kiss); a hippie-peacenik-turned-radical-Islamist (Cat Stevens, who converted to Islam and publicly supported the Ayatollah Khomeini’s death sentence against Satanic Verses author Salman Rushdie); and Hall & Oates.
He deems H&O so musically noxious that their name alone suggests the absurdity of their inclusion. But wait, there’s more.
If rock shouldn’t be supported by the state, it also doesn’t need anything like an official hall of fame (even one that might provide shelter and a working bathroom for the presumably now-homeless Hall & Oates).
Um, have you not seen…Live from Daryl’s House? They are so not homeless.