Sure, Binky. I was saying that the concept of being in a band as something larger-than-life -- as touring troubadours and vagabonds with attendant groupies and bacchanalia -- is impossible now and doesn't happen anymore because being in an aggrandized "band" is no longer possible. Nirvana was the first huge "band" to be self-conscious about not being a mythological entity that they sort of undermined the whole concept that bands were mythological or larger-than-life. Add that to modern feminism's (second wave feminism is the era of the early-to-mid 70s) rejection of certain attitudes towards women, and the groupie element of the "band" and their travel is dead, too. It was sort of a lament, what I was posting. Grand Funk existed when you could still drink, ####, and fight.
The second post was just cracking up at what wikkid posted.
The third post, about the RISD thing, was because around the beginning of the 21st century, we saw a lot of blues revival, alternative folk, and radio-friendly bluegrass coming from not what we would consider poor Americans, but out of art students or music students from design schools (or practitioners that incorporated heavy elements of design and art into their primal blues or bluegrass. A perfect example is the White Stripes). Bands like Mumford and Sons, Black Keys, the aforementioned White Stripes, Kings of Leon, Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros were all from this school of thought. Each incorporated the primal and simple elements of Americana into their music while updating it with a heavy emphasis on theory and art. Trying to keep as Americana as they could while making it a bit highbrow, if you will. Because they had no socioeconomic or political authenticity to offer, they offered theory, musical and artistic.
Canned Heat was very similar to these bands. Their main link to the blues was a white suburbanite, Alan Wilson, nicknamed "The Blind Owl," who came from a well-heeled upbringing in Arlington, MA (right next to Lexington and Concord, two notoriously wealthy areas of Massachusetts) and was a blues purist. He cut his teeth in Cambridge, Massachusetts (Harvard area) coffeehouses doing folk and blues. He eventually found the old and rediscovered bluesman Son House in an attempt to get him to record his stuff for posterity. Son House, impressed by Wilson and a record company offer in tow, went into a recording studio to finally record his stuff around 1965 or so. Wilson then moved to LA to help a friend finish a master's thesis and wound up forming Canned Heat. The rest is history. His tenor is similar to other old blues practitioners, and he was really one of the driving forces behind the new band, who weren't exactly poor kids doing the blues. They remind me a lot of the RISD kids that did bluegrass and stuff like that, heavy on authentic-leaning stuff, but with a different flair to it. I also dig Canned Heat, although I haven't been into them too long or listened to them too much, especially when Wilson sings.
Hope that makes more sense now.
So it was really free association on my end.