No, no, I know that, Mr.Junior. (I mean, really, with a name like
"Junior", you'd have been drummed out of the Teddy-and-Walt Noble
Frankfurters Clubhouse at the first meeting...) But I was somewhat,
somehow serious that the management-and-creation-of-taste line, while
valid, can turn into monolithic cultural conspiracy theory (a la
Adorno) if not used with caution and parental warning stickers. PLEASE
STEP AWAY FROM THE YELLOW LINE. Etc.
(The above in reference to the statement from the
plaintiff-turned-defendant, Philip aka "Junior" Barnard, aka "the
twangy professor":
>Like, dude <g>, I would never look at pop culture from Adorno's
>perspective, so I take this as facetiousness.)
In other news, went to an Epitaph preview party for Tom Waits's new
album The Mule Variations last night. Hard to hear over the
beer-fuelled chatter (including mine) but sounded, in a word,
extraordinary.
Carl W.
