A few months back, I noted the blandy-sameness and system-gaming I was observing in “indie” rock (it continues unabated, btw), but I’ve also noticed another trend of late, another one to make you cringe at yourself when you look back on this era, and consider the music you were raving about: many “indie” bands are now starting to sound like some of that most horrible 80’s cheese, like Styx, and Kansas, and Genesis, and Jethro fuckin’ Tull.

Even bands that have been on the scene for years now appear to be windmilling sustained power-chords and throwing up the devil horns. Yeesh.

Sure, you may jump out of your seat and pump your fist when “Mr. Roboto” comes on the jukebox at the bar, but come on, you’re no more serious about it than you are about that gnarly mustache you’ve got hanging off your lip.

Whatever, though, no skin off my nose. I’m just sayin’: caveat emptor.

I suppose it’s just that I prefer my cheese aged and Italian.