The subliminal mindfuck America.
So I haven't been able to Get the Led Out in a week, and likely won't be able to again until at least Friday. But anyway...
I went with a buddy to the Green Day concert last Wednesday (my first time at the Allstate/Rosemont)... the first arena show I'd been to since Peter Gabriel at the United Center for his UP tour. Needless to say, there was a huge difference between the crowds and the vibes at those particular shows. I still believe American Idiot is a fantastic, sincere, angry record... but there's something off-putting about Billie Joe totally playing to the crowd of pre-pubescent poseurs... the politics spewed among the corporate sponsorships. I'm not saying they're Rage Against the Machine (what a load of shit that band was) or anything... but something wasn't quite right. From whatever little idealism I have left... I'm holding onto the cliche that hopefully a few kids came out of there that night, heard the lyrics, and understood the cause.
Meanwhile, let me just express this real quick...
FUCK my apartment,
FUCK my jobs,
FUCK my cellular company,
FUCK my car, and...
FUCK my cashflow.
Anyway, I digress. Back to poseurs... I had a some time tonite to scan through the WLUP website. Seaver's got a major contradiction going on...
From Seaver's bio page, he states "My home is a squalid basement apartment in West Lakeview." Oh how romantic... you're a starving artist. But then there's a photo gallery o
f Seaver's Superbowl Party. One of the pictures offers a great view of Millennium Park with the caption "View from Seaver's place." That sure ain't West Lakeview, Seaver. (As if West Lakeview is so cheap and shitty, anyway!)On the other hand, check out Byrd's bio. Quote... "The Byrd is not married and resides in downtown Chicago." You see, Byrd makes no bones about living downtown. Byrd needs to be unattached and in a central location for whenever potential rocking is about to occur. If Byrd needs to head north, go south, travel west, or just stay downtown when rocking calls... he's ready to go. Living downtown is worth Byrd's expense. Byrd is not a poseur. Byrd is Byrd... and Byrd only. Byrd is here to rock, and Byrd will rock.
By the way... I can't believe I didn't catch this from an earlier post. Zander is still credited on the Get the Led Out feature on The Loop's website. Have they have no faith in Seaver and his mad jock skills?
posted by ryerson @ 21:30
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7 Comments:
Hi Byrd!
Months ago, I sent Byrd an email telling him that he ruled and that I missed him in the evenings. He didn't respond, but that's OK. He's fucking Byrd, and he has more important things to do... like ROCKING.
No, I mean YOU must be Byrd...Who else could possibly care so much about a jock like Byrd...I'm fascinated by these insane posts...Thanks! Good luck to ya John. I'm sure you'll be rocking Philly or Jacksonville or Indy in no time!
I appreciate you dig the site, but c'mon... would Byrd be watching Family Ties, writing about AM radio talk shows, and incessantly bashing a co-worker on a little-seen blog?
Again, Byrd is here to rock and to rock only... whether it's on the air or off. Byrd doesn't have time for non-rocking stuff like this.
I'm just an underempoyed dude with a little too much time on my hands!
Well, I still say you're Byrd...If you're not, your blogs are full of inaccuracies...And you're picking the wrong horse between Byrd and Seaver...I know them both, and one's a nice guy, and the other ain't...One's a solid jock, and one's not...One can rock out, and one's a hack. You're on the wrong side of things man...
The inaccuracies have to do with the way things are run at the Loop...a listener party at "Seaver's house" is going to be held at a suite in the Prudential Building overlooking Millenium Park, not at the dude's house no matter what they promoted it as. Starting "Get The Led Out" with callers isn't Seaver's (or Zander's or even your beloved Byrd's) bright idea, it's the Loop management's bright idea. There's so many things, I'll just leave it at this: If you're not Byrd, you certainly have every right to rip on whoever you want, which is what these dumb blogs are for...but when you're just flat out wrong on things, I just wish you'd write things in your diary and tuck it under your pillow rather than build up some hack from Ontario and tear down a good guy like Steve Seaver. And no, I'm not Seaver. He would probably laugh all this crap off...but someone in the know has to stand up around here. Good luck with your fantasies dude.
I don't claim to be an insider, and this whole stupid blog should be taken with a grain of salt. I'm not a hater by any means. I never stopped to think you may be Seaver, and honestly I have nothing against the guy. If he ever saw this, I hope he'd laugh... because I'm not trying to be malicious at all.
Believe what you want about my true identity... but I'm not making shit up about my life. If you read previous entries you can figure out my approximate age, background, and current situation.
Just do me a favor and read between the lines a little. Don't take this stuff so literally... I'm not really taking sides here at all. It's all in good fun, and if anything I'm playing up my own neuroses! Let me know what you think.
Buds?
(On the unlikely chance that anyone else but my friends are reading this blog, I'm afraid our back-and-forth might be becoming tiresome. Feel free to write me directly.)
Thanks for checking out my blog. "Ned" hasn't been on since his/her last post!
Yeah, those on-air calls are definitely taped. I wonder if they even have a panic button in the studio. Most of those calls they play are from dudes cracking open sixers in their driveways. Not that I'm knocking that... I'm often in that state of mind, but when I am I don't hold back on the profanity.
That's awesome about Dazed and Confused. Back in my college DJ days, I'd play How Many More Times during the Saturday morning classic rock (hangover) show and go get a coffee.
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