Mike
Bennett:
November,
2001
Hype and The Strokes
Hope
no one minds a few more words about The Strokes, preferable
to more words about Michael Jackson (who would also be a worthy
subject for a column about hype) or Britney Spears (a cynical
young exploitationist who is essentially a porn star who won't
do a money shot). I've been heartened by the fact that some
young folks have taken a shine to the N.Y.C. rock band - I've
heard 'em in a few indie record stores, at clothing stores
and other retail locations.
I've also heard and read tons of incessant bitching about
them. I don't mind the bitching based on musical grounds -
though I like the record, you have to acknowledge that they
can be pretty derivative at times. But the focus on the hype,
whether it's press or paid publicity is unfair to the band.
Moreover, it is irrelevant and ill informed.
The Strokes were initially embraced by the Brit press and
now a lot of American journos have joined in. Naturally, it
is impossible for the band to actually live up to the raves.
But the excitement they have generated wasn't the product
of a marketing campaign - it sprang from the most basic organic
principle - people seeing and hearing the band and liking
them. There's no chicken and egg game going on here - any
paid publicity and promotion came after they had established
a foothold in Buzzland.
For those who have a problem with the hype, and find that's
reason enough to dismiss or disparage The Strokes, I have
a suggestion - fuck off. Anyone who lives in some hippie dream
or neo-punk indie aesthetic that disavows any and all forms
of marketing is so disengaged from what's going on in Planet
Earth 2001 that he or she has zero credibility.
The negative reaction to this hype stems from some odd notion
that equates any marketing efforts or commercial aspirations
as somehow diminishing the art. This notion can only survive
if you ignore history. Should we rip 18th century painters
who created portraits of wealthy patrons? They were sell outs,
weren't they? Dickens shouldn't be taught in academic institutions
- his books were usually first written as newspaper installments
- populist tripe. Cole Porter had the gall to actually write
songs that aspired to mass appeal. Moron.
The Beatles were the most hyped band of their time. Yet this
didn't hurt their music one iota. In fact, the hype that helped
lay the foundation of their unprecedented commercial success
actually gave them more freedom. One could argue that but
for their early saturation and sales, they may never have
scaled the heights they did (and then allowed others to follow
in their wake). Though I haven't liked the end product, Radiohead
has pretty much done the same thing - hit records lead to
more risk taking. Yeah, it's not always true, but the fact
is, marketing and commercial success have no inherent connection
to the ultimate music created by the performer.
And the aversion to hype is not some badge of aesthetic purity.
If you like (insert hip indie band) rather than Journey, that's
a matter of taste. But if you trumpet the virtues of Beulah,
because they are indie, over The Strokes, all you're doing
is making a consumer statement.
Hipness is not some state of grace - it's more of a decision
to keep some distance from the mainstream without totally
alienating yourself from society at large. Take the character
of Seymour (played by Steve Buscemi) in the excellent movie
Ghost World. On one hand, he decries a society where
people buy Nike shoes and other corporately mandated products
- he doesn't want to be one of the sheep. On the other hand,
he is an obsessive collector of old blues and jazz 78s, along
with other old pop culture artifacts (funded by his marketing
job at the corporate HQ of a fast food chain). He's not down
on the consumer nation, just the choices (or lack thereof)
being made.
And he is miserable - he makes it quite clear that he is aware
that his consumer choices, and inability to compromise certain
personal standards to the mainstream of society, serve to
drive a wedge between him and society. The movie makes many
points. One is how individuality can be stifled in the current
consumerist milieu. But the movie recognizes that in the end
we are all consumers, and can offer no solutions how to solve
this conundrum of how to be out of the mainstream and still
fit in. Thankfully, perhaps, very few of us are as extreme
as Seymour. But the focus on the hype of The Strokes stems
from the little inner Seymour that speaks to a lot of us.
If your notions of pop music are so exclusive that the hype
surrounding The Strokes offends you, I presume that you also
shop only at farmer's markets, make your own clothing and
plan to home school your children. But if you realize that
The Strokes, like all artists, are just vehicles to be consumed
and enjoyed, then you must also realize that whatever hype
they are getting is all part of the game - when the wheel
stopped spinning, the ball landed on their number, that's
all. And you realize that the music would sound the same,
regardless of how many ads have been bought and how many articles
have been written.
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