“Don’t you wish your girlfriend is hot like me?”
The Pussycat Dolls circa now.
“The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face”
Bob Dylan circa the 60’s.
Time has been unkind to our generation’s artistic faculty. On one hand we have a bunch of scantily clad, anorexic airheads spewing vacuous nonsense and on the other the words of a musical prophet who gave voice to his generation. 40 years separate the 2 and what does it say about our times? Makes me just want to pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep.