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Apparently there’s something wrong with me. At birth, there must have been a mutation of some gene, or lack of a chemical, or a damaged synapses that has left me without the ability to understand why some people feel that certain musical artists are “geniuses” or “brilliant.”
Here are three artists that I just don’t get. I don’t understand what all the fuss is about…
Bruce Springsting
The Rolling Stones
Prince
What is so great about these artists? Sure, they’ve had some decent hits, but I hear a lot of people refer to them as “geniuses” and I don’t get it.
What makes them geniuses? Is it the fact that you can hardly understand a word Springsteen is singing? Or, could it be that the Stones did so many drugs that they achieved nirvana? Or, maybe it’s Prince’s ability to stroke his guitar as though he were simulating a sex act and having the guitar shoot liquid out as to simulate a male orgasm. I wonder? Have we really set the bar that low to be a genius? Albert Einstein was a genius.
I don’t really like or get any of their music. And when the zealots hear me say that, they look at me like I just admitted that I eat kittens for breakfast, lunch and dinner. The look of sheer disgust and indignation is clearly evident. But, I don’t care. I guess I give them the same look when they tell me that those artists are geniuses. C’est la vie, oui?
