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Friday · October 10 2003

The Pitchfork review of Permission to Land by The Darkness is perfect.

Tellingly, America's No. 1 movie at the moment, School of Rock, is built on the premise that rock is a relic relegated to history books as something kids need to be taught (after all, they're not learning about it in the streets). It lovingly regurgitates classic 70s guitar-god clichés for examples. When it comes down to it, the best youth culture is dangerous and offbeat and audacious, and currently, rock is none of those things. It's no wonder that this week, for the first time, the Top 10 singles on the Billboard charts are all hip-hop and R&B. By comparison, rock is middle-aged. It has lost its youthful swagger and instead acquired the sheepish vanity that comes with expanding waistlines and thinning hair. Perhaps it was inevitable, but if a mid-life crisis is in the cards, I can't think of a more entertaining one than The Darkness.
The Darkness isn't for everyone. But I was so happy to see Jay and Gar immediately smile when I played the first track, "Black Shuck", for them in the later stages of the party last weekend. How often do you try to get your friends to listen to something you really like and they just sorta nod their head? Not everything appeals immediately. But "Big Guitar Rock" appeals immediately if that's your thing. And if it's not your thing, you're either in denial or you were never a 16 year old in a rock band. It's simple and loud. Silly and fun. Permission to Land might end up in my used-CDs for sellback bin eventually, but I'm enjoying it right now.

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October 12 2003

Aaand on stage the band does 80s guitar leaps and wears spandex. Brilliant. One of the band members said they can be described as "gay AC/DC and straight Queen."

October 12 2003

Where did you read the band member saying that? I want to see that interview.

October 13 2003

Saw it on MTV News. I wonder if you can find it on

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