A little while back, our buddies in Japanther were asked to play the opening of the Whitney "Peace Tower" show along with a couple other bands, Momus, and a bunch of older anti-war speakers. The whole exhibit centers around a new remake of a giant collaborative sculpture made by artists in 1966 to protest the Vietnam War, and if you've already guessed that this story has to do with Baby Boomers' overinflated sense of achievement and complete disconnect from the younger generations or anything approaching objective reality, pat your back pink.Basically the whole evening served as one big choir-preaching session, at which speaker after speakerpresented the same safe, well-trod points the old Village Voice left has been pushing for the last 5 years and eschewing any questions of conflicting views, tactical compromise, or strategies for ending the war outside of marching in parades and proclaiming that it wasn't "our voice." To break up the monotony and prove to the younger folks in attendance that they hadn't "lost it," the people from the Whitney brought in some younger, noisier local acts from Brooklyn. Ian from Japanther wrote us about how that went off:
(click for larger image)Not too surprisingly, few folks in attendance, including whoever covered the 'flict for the Voice, seemed able to suss out why being told that your music was the soundtrack to murder would elicit--gasp--profanity from somebody who'd come to support the same cause. This is exactly why we can't stand most New Yorkers over 40.
(click for larger image)Not too surprisingly, few folks in attendance, including whoever covered the 'flict for the Voice, seemed able to suss out why being told that your music was the soundtrack to murder would elicit--gasp--profanity from somebody who'd come to support the same cause. This is exactly why we can't stand most New Yorkers over 40.