So we've been talking about old rockers. Now it looks like we're on to country and western.1 Check out this fellow in his fancy shirt and big old head or hair. A few random musings:
- As discussed, rock 'n' roll was once youngster music. This has changed over the decades (Keith Richards is still at it, and judging by appearances, I'm pretty sure he's like a thousand-years-old or something), but the genre is self-conflicted: it's supposed to be forever young but it just ain't so anymore. Country music never had that problem: it's always been a multi-generational affair, old has always been fine. (Country is a genre that deliberately celebrates the old ways. Rock 'n' roll is always about breaking with the past. I suppose that's a big part of it.) Hmm.
- I'm pegging this guy as a seventies Nashville cat. It's funny how during that time, as the hippies grew their hair down their backs, even the "squares" coiffes got longer— the country musicians, the anchormen, the TV detectives, the accountants, all the regular guys — nothing so dramatic as those freaky kids, but still, bigger, pouffier, maybe some sideburns thrown in. Like this guy. Hmm.
- For a genre that's inherently conservative, it's funny how a lot of those big-time Nashville getups were so flamboyantly over the top. (This guy's little gold-trimmed and -tassled number is tame by comparison.) Hmm.
1 Whose joke was that? "I like both kinds of music: country and western."