The security apparatus has always HATED that I like and sometimes appropriately reference critically acclaimed and socially relevant music from the likes of Public Enemy. When I was in high school, they tried to express disdain for my superior sophistication by saying that someone had gone to a concert with them and embarrassed them by dancing in the parking lot afterward. Of course, they completely failed to realize that the truly embarrassing part is that they had willingly gone to a concert by Billy Joel. That's right, they honestly really liked the middlebrow "Piano Man" universally reviled by hipster critics as the worst musician ever:
He was terrible, he is terrible, he always will be terrible. Anodyne, sappy, superficial, derivative, fraudulently rebellious. Joel’s famous song “It’s Still Rock and Roll to Me”? Please. It never was rock ’n’ roll. Billy Joel’s music elevates self-aggrandizing self-pity and contempt for others into its own new and awful genre: “Mock-Rock.”
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