Big Time checks in on his blog with this evaluation of the new Red Hot Chili Peppers album:
Just listened to the new Aerosmith album
Current mood: Dying on the inside
then i found it was actually the new Chili Peppers album. Yikes.
Blood Sugar was the first album I ever bought, so the C-peps always had tenure in a small corner of my heart. Now they’ve release Stadium Arcadium, which upon release headed straight for the long line of safe, over-produced, forgettable albums from the intensive-care unit of cultural relevancy–primarily occupied by 90s rock fossils like Audioslave (Rage/Soundgarden) and Velvet Revolver (GNR/STP). Maybe this is why Kurt Cobain killed himself.
I think this latest tragedy puts a bookend on my youth and young manhood, and fittingly so that it should be framed by the Peps, who, like me, went from crazy/destructive/irreverant to predictable/staid/over-sincere. We had a nice ride while it lasted, boys. See you at the funeral.