i can never seem to make this point well, which is odd territory for me. you and Lu, and Lisa Loeb for that matter, deserve a proper answer, so i'll try again.
- first off, when i speak less than enthusiastically about an artist, i am not trying to get folks to like those artists less, but explain why i dont like them as much. only when i say sumn like "i could write an LCD Soundsystem record every month for the rest of my life" am i actually denigrating, but the rest is merely splainin.
- maybe i can explain part of it by recounting the first time i ever i ever got kicked out of a club. was it for excessive drinking? no. fighting? no, not disrespecting a woman neither. it was for predicting song lyrics. always thought white people doing the blues should be more careful, respectful than w rock & roll. anyway, there was a band at this club doing naught but plodding 12-bar blues in the trad repeat-line-twice-then-rhyme form and their lyrics were so bad that the first line was never worth repeating and their rhyme was worse. so me and a buddy started making up our own rhyme lines during the repeat bars and singing our version of the rhyme line before the band could. i'm pretty sure me & my bud were more entertaining than the band, but mgmt didnt agree. nonetheless, i hate predictability - dont matter whether it's at a jazz club when i know the combo is each gonna solo on every frikkin tune, when i know in the first four measures of an LCD song that there is gonna be no variation of theme, only synthopiling or when even the most poignant artist is going to restate the psychic conditions of The Last Picture Show in 4/4 time.
- i eat at diners hella more than i do at fine restaurants and probably would even if they cost the same. lay them biscuits & gravy, esos huevos rancheros, summa dat meat loaf on me, boy. but i aint gonna order the same entree every time (even if you put poblano in the gravy or sundried in the meatloaf on occasion) and i aint confusing even the best short order cook with an adventurous chef.
one of the reasons i dont go to concerts of my favorite acts is that i think spending money to hear old people play their hits is dull, even when i like every damn hit. i was the guy who went to every album tour and did not want to hear the hits til the encore. i never agreed to manage a band, when i was turning bar bands into club bands, then passing em on to people who could make em album bands, unless they knew their way around a set list. I need to know that someone's going to play with even a most-trusted & excellent form if ima plunk my money down.
- for my dough, singer/songwriter means Elvis Costello/Prince/Joni Mitchell/Paul McCartney, not Townes Van Zandt/Bob Marley/James Taylor/Taylor Swift. The first of these two estimable groups never stopping dicking with the form, the latter set an exceptional template and stuck with it. i'm gonna buy the next album of the first group, we'll see on the latter. even with the last two artists we've discussed in this thread, i enjoy Maria McKee's spasmodic flails at evolution than Lucinda Williams poignant evocations of ennui, if only that there's more variety in the former.
- some of my problem lies in the whole Americana thing. i like a lot of the foursquare, guitar-written stuff, but rarely seek it. i always appreciated Ry Cooder's musical ambitions; John Prine was so danged clever, Jerry Jeff so cantankerous i bought tickets for a long time; still waiting for Rhiannon Giddens to break out, but i hear that strum, walkin bass, beat to the four, i better be enjoying it with friends & whiskey and your set list better be breaking my heart & making me wanna dance or your iambic must be transcendent to keep me keepin on. so there's that -