Death to The Fall Out Boys

Rarely does a New York Times article have the same effect on my stomach as a month old plate of sushi, but when I read an article by Kelefa Sanneh entitled “The Glamour (Sigh, Whine) of Heartbreak,” I could pretty much feel the chunks rising in my esophagus. The article addresses the issue of emo music becoming the new glam rock. Sanneh compares modern-day fashion--not-so-friendly bands such as From First to Last, My Chemical Romance, and Fall Out Boy (who were once featured as models in the Rolling Stone) to glam-bands of the ‘80s such as Poison and Mötley Crüe. The article also addresses the leak of nudey pics of Fall Out Boy’s bassist Pete Wentz and compares that to the Tommy Lee sex tapes. The article goes as far to compare these emo-glam bands to David Bowie, one of the fathers of glam-rock and a hero to the entire genre of rock and roll!
This article made me realize that emo is going to be the music that our generation will be remembered by. The ‘60s had the Beatles, the ‘70s had disco, the ‘80s had hair metal, the ‘90s got grunge, and we get emo? Has rock really taken this turn for the worse? Are my grandkids going to look back and say “Holy crap grandma what were you thinking?” Just like we now look back and frown upon the mullet and parachute pants, someday our kids are going to look back and see a bunch of whiny boys covered in eyeliner and black hair dye. At least ‘80s glam boys were bad-ass and sang about getting laid instead of getting dumped.
With the early nineties came grunge. Thank the lord for Nirvana. Suddenly people realized it’s not what you look like that counts, and ‘80s glam rock died.
So what happened? Where did music go wrong? When did modest emo lyricists like turn into this? When did emo go from Goodwill sweaters to girl pants? Did Conor Oberst breed some sort of music love child with RATT and suddenly we have From First to Last? Every generation has its rock music where suddenly “the look” is more important than “the sound,” but how did our generation end up getting stuck with this crap!? Why will we be remembered with boys who whine and cry over nameless and countless numbers of women?
I, for one, am not going to stand for this. This poorly written, glammed out whiney excuse for music needs to go down, down in a earlier round. Even if it goes down swinging!