The sad truth is, whether it's the reproduction of music, the Crimean War, the works of Shakespeare or the nuances of wine, most people know more than I do.
I'm a self-admitted intellectual lightweight. Able to fair well through the first round of Jeopardy, but much better suited for the Wheel of Fortune.
Of course lacking a great depth of rigorous knowledge hasn't prevented me from expressing a deal of opinion. As evidenced by this, the 317th entry.
And today I'm going to fearlessly jump back into the world of music and posit the following:
The names of today's bands suck and can't hold a candle to the names of bands I grew up with.
But unlike last week's diatribe about analog, today I come with evidence.
The Rolling Stones > My Morning Jacket
Led Zepellin > Vampire Weekend
The Who > Jimmy Eat World
The Sex Pistols > Limp Biscuit
The Beatles > Good Charlotte
The Kinks > 30 Seconds to Mars
Pink Floyd > Nickelback
The Allman Brothers > The Jonas Brothers
Grateful Dead > Death Cab for Cutie
U2 > Modest Mouse