Usually it's fair to say that a bands reputation can be judged by the demographic of their fans and how their fans behave at their concerts. This therefore means that if you're 19 years old, wear black jeans and black t-shirts, have long hair and a goatee it probably means you listen to heavy metal and rock music and therefore probably Metallica. This is only a generalisation of course. So we agree that you can pretty much guess what type of music a person likes by looking at their dress sense, their age, personality and outlook on life. Good.Another thing I've been thinking about is if you think about your favourite bands, let's say Jethro Tull, then you'll realise that other fans of Jethro Tull will have more than just a love of the music in common with you. For example; they might like cardigans or the flute and they're likely to have a good (if not warped) sense of humour and could even be pacifists or at least deplore violence. Usually fans of the same band have similar personalities. They like the same things and have similar traits; and it's probably these similarities in their persona which explain why they like the same music and therefore why they aren't too dissimilar to the creators of the music. After all, you create the music you like and you like the music you create. So logically, based on this assumption, you could say that the musician and his (or her) fans will have similar opinions. This is because everything they enjoy and care about will have all derived from the same shared interests.
Bare with me.
So with all this mind, if you had knowledge of the certain type of person you could guess what kind of music they listen to, for example let's take the 19 year old lad dressed all in black with long hair and military boots on; he'll probably like AC-DC and Led Zeppelin (and who doesn't). We can derive this because we might already know somebody who fits into this stereotype.
Picture this: It's around 7.30pm in late autumn and you've just been to the bank and drawn out £100. You begin to walk down the street when 20 yards ahead of you you spot a group of around 5 feral semi-retarded teenagers making a racket, shouting and laughing, dressed in full black shellsuits and golf caps and generally being 'anti-social'. The question is: Would you cross the road? And the answer is: of course you fucking would, unless you like being mugged and gang raped. This simple scenario proves that stereotyping is GOOD and should be seen as a virtue rather than right-wing bigotry. Anyway back to the main point.
I want to perform a little test to try and prove my theory is at least half correct. I will describe a person I observed in some footage at a live gig and you have to guess which band he's listening to. PS, if you have no knowledge of this type of person and what their favourite music is, you're likely to get it wrong. The more people you meet, the better you'll get. Anyway, try this one:
An unhappy, middle aged, slightly overweight man wearing a red cap (to hide his baldness), new trendy jeans (with in-built creases) and flat leather slip-on shoes claps along to a song then passionately screams out the chorus when it finally arrives. He has had two failed marriages and two kids to his first wife, votes New Labour (or The Crypto-Communist Party as prefer to call them) and is arrogant believing HIS way is the ONLY way.
Any ideas?
If you said Genesis you'd be half right but the correct answer is of course U2; and like all horrible little flies hovering around a enormous horse shit; these middle-class uppity nutsacks are so defensive about absolutely everything, especially U2, that they pomp and stomp throughout their irrelevant lives inventing problems, causing trouble and generally being pretentious fuckwits... just like their almighty leader: Bone-On. In fact, I'm so sick to death of listening to these brain-dead spastics who praise the money grabbing, talentless shite-hawk Bone-On, that I'm seriously considering committing genocide.
"Bone-On: he does things for charity, Bone-On: he's got an amazing voice, Bone-On: he understands politics, Bone-On, oh he's so magnificent, I'm going to have a tattoo of his face on my ballbag, Bone-On, Bone-On, Bone-On!"
FUCK OFF YOU TWATTING CUNTFUCKS!
Let's get it straight; Bone-On, the pretentious little turd gobbling charlatan can't sing, Edgehead can't play the guitar and has made a living by wearing old ladies stockings on his head whilst poorly emulating Andy Summers, and the other nobodies in the band no-one's ever heard of. Biggest band in the world? Don't make me laugh, U2 are the biggest dog egg in the world!
