..and he sells clarinets to the kids in the town with the big trombones and the rat-a-tat
drums, big barass bass, big brass bass, and the piccolo, the piccolo with uniforms, too with a shiny gold braid on the coat and a big red stripe runnin . . .
Well, I don’t know much about bands but I do know you can’t make a living selling big trombones, no sir. Mandolin picks, perhaps and here and there a Jew’s harp …
No, the fellow sells bands, Boys bands. I don’t know how he does it but he lives like a king and he dallies and he gathers and he plucks and shines and when the man dances, certinely boys, what else? The piper pays him!
But he dosen’t know the territory!
(I actually have no idea who Andrew Keen is, but this is my absolute favorite musical of all time. The entire career output of Rogers & Hammerstein cannot match this single Meredith Wilson masterpiece.)
Oh. I just read about the Web 2.0 stupidity. Never mind.
He’s not a Music Man. He’s a typical old paleocon, reciting the kind of rubbish that conservatives all used to prattle on about before they learned that they could be populists too. Think of him as John O’Sullivan but with a little more knowledge of technology.
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4 responses to “Andrew Keen: A Second Impression”
He’s a what? He’s a what? He’s a MUSIC man!
Peachy!
..and he sells clarinets to the kids in the town with the big trombones and the rat-a-tat
drums, big barass bass, big brass bass, and the piccolo, the piccolo with uniforms, too with a shiny gold braid on the coat and a big red stripe runnin . . .
Well, I don’t know much about bands but I do know you can’t make a living selling big trombones, no sir. Mandolin picks, perhaps and here and there a Jew’s harp …
No, the fellow sells bands, Boys bands. I don’t know how he does it but he lives like a king and he dallies and he gathers and he plucks and shines and when the man dances, certinely boys, what else? The piper pays him!
But he dosen’t know the territory!
(I actually have no idea who Andrew Keen is, but this is my absolute favorite musical of all time. The entire career output of Rogers & Hammerstein cannot match this single Meredith Wilson masterpiece.)
Oh. I just read about the Web 2.0 stupidity. Never mind.
He’s not a Music Man. He’s a typical old paleocon, reciting the kind of rubbish that conservatives all used to prattle on about before they learned that they could be populists too. Think of him as John O’Sullivan but with a little more knowledge of technology.