What I like about 2012’s list of nominees are the bands I hate: Guns ‘n’ Roses and the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
By
hate, I mean once loved these bands. Man, I loved them. They were once
everything rock and roll embodied. Completely rad and kick ass.
I
didn’t stop liking them because I became an ironic self-congratulatory
hipster who liked them, then disliked them in favor of some Williamsburg
suck squad making hip-pop when theramins and beards, only to restart
liking them because retro is cool again again. Ha. Ha.
I stopped
liking them because I’ve exhausted myself trying to find just one thing
in their post-1993 catalogues that bears a semblance to rock and roll.
If both bands would have stopped in 1993, there is no question both of them would be locks.
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