Ad nauseam homage won’t move us forward, but it might leave us behind.

So I’m at a party the other night and someone says, “I can’t stand Pink Floyd anymore,” which results in everything from gasps and pointed fingers to good old-fashioned vinyl junkie indignation. But I instantly agreed, listing other bands whose songs no longer hold any meaning for me.

The Beatles, The Doors, Zeppelin, early Van Halen: I kill the car radio when any of these come on the air and groan when I find myself somewhere where this crap is being fed to the public. Read more