In my line of work, I endure a lot of ribbing for my love of radio rock. I can plead a case citing the emotional catharsis possible due to the harmonic choices favored in the composition of the triumphant power ballad (the tonality of testosterone?), but I’m still not going to win many converts. However, I think I have it figured: double the fun. Love or hate you some Nickelback, this is honestly musically pretty fascinating. Be sure to strap on your headphones first, or you won’t get the effect.
[via Trevor]
I saw a similar thing (with two Creed songs, maybe?) a few years ago and was disappointed but not surprised.
Prediction: Every other kind of obnoxious pop music from the first decade of the 21st century will someday enjoy a period of only-half-ironic revival, revealing valuable qualities we maybe didn’t perceive at the time, EXCEPT this kind.
Wish I could have experienced that before the file went offline. I, too, get shit for my affection for hard rock. But there are many times — say in the car, in the gym — when Buckcherry, Slayer, and early Metallica easily beat my regular “art” listening.