… will be held at the Chicago-only Lollapalooza (Beasties, Depeche, Jane’s) and Coachella (Paul McCartney, the Cure, MBV, and Morrissey) (I’m averaging) this summer.
In fairness, the second night of Coachella has the Killers headlining, with Theivery Corporation, TV on the Radio, Fleet Foxes and Band of Horses, roughly, second billed. (Amy Winehouse has cancelled.)
But the balance of both lineups is otherwise pretty pathetic.
I’m trying to think back… when I was twenty, would I have been clamoring to endure a dusty and crowdedÂ mess of folk in the desert to see bands that were big when I was barely out of kindergarten?
These festivals … all those reunion tours … this sad practice of playing some album from the past in order ….
(“Ooohâ€”Sonic Youth is going to play ‘Teenage Riot’ … and then ‘Silver Rocket’ right after it!“)
… are we reaching some sad decadent place, where a new generation is being told that this is quality entertainment?Why is it cool to populate these allegedly hip fests with artistically moribund nostalgia acts?
I mean, I’ve seen Paul McCartney. This is a guy who, in 1976, thought it was an inspired bit of stage patter to say, in the course of introducing his band, “This is my wife, Gertrude Higgins” (yuk, yuk) … and to keep using it the next time he toured, in 1989.
Did I miss the discussion of how retro this lineup is on Pitchfork, or is “strong lineup” all it had to say?