Now think back: Ben Fong-Torres in Rolling Stone circa 1972, writing about The Stones or that infamous Grateful Dead Air Cal Flight from San Francisco to L.A., where Jerry Garcia passed around a Bowie knife, with lines of cocaine on it, to Pig Pen and his other band mates. The stewardesses looking the other way as all this transpired, it was a different time.With this proviso: If I recall correctly!
Mr. Ganesh’s tart even chilly appreciation of Prince the musician: his talent, his career as showman/innovator and Rock chameleon demonstrates to any doubters Ganesh’s literary ambition. That chill and tartness attempts to transcends the Fong-Torres model, yet his riff owes everything to that genre of Rock Journalism, as part of the New Journalism of Hunter S. Thompson and America’s own Dandy Tom Wolf : part clown, part Literary Lion with Dixiecrat sympathies.
April 22, 2016 10:28 PM PDT:
Ganesh’s condescension is malign, its a character trait and a literary affectation. In this instance it renders him blind to the talent of Prince to move his audience to dance, to sing along to familiar tunes. As we all do to the Standards we grew up listening to: Gershwin, Cole Porter, Hoagy Carmichael and Duke Ellington/Billy Strayhorn. And singers like Nat Cole, Marvin Gay, Teddy Pendergrass and Luther Vandross, the list is long. Ganesh calls Prince an ‘artisan’ when he was, in fact, a popular artist of the first rank!