I 100% wholeheartedly agree with the way you feel. A friend of mine said to me the other day: "I love that 'I am superman' commercial, it's really inspiring." And I said, "Do you know who wrote that song?" and she replied, "No."
It seems that the world has fallen victim to what I now refer to as "Puffyitis," or, more scientifically, "Sean Combs Syndrome." The symptoms of this very serious illness include: COMPLETE AND UTTER LACK OF CREATIVITY, MINING THE HISTORY OF GOOD MUSIC FOR FOR GREEDY, DIABOLICAL ENDS, LACK OF INITIATIVE TO DEVELOPE AN ORIGINAL IDEA, VOMITING, NAUSEA, etc.
I can just imagine the board room meeting for the "Superman" commercial:
Suit#1: "Hey, when I was in college, I was an asshole fraternity boy just as devoid of independent thought as I am today, and I used to really like that Superman song by that band with the skinny bald guy.
Suit#2: "Yeah, me too, It used to really go well with a night of binge drinking and date-raping!"
Suit#1: "Let's use it!"
Suit#2: "I'll call the record company and put it on the corporate card."
Suit#1: "Wanna go to Starbucks"
Suit#2: "Why Not"
They probably thought they were going to inspire people to believe in this wonderful future utopia in order to sell whatever digital shit they are peddling, but all I'm inspired to do is turn the channel and eat an antacid. |
