Twilight of the rock and roll Gods

It can’t be much longer before the wave of whatever it is that just took down Weinstein is going to start nibbling away at the legacies of our rock and roll icons.

Ian Dury had a hit with “sex and drugs and rock and roll” back in the day.

Sex and drugs and rock and roll.

The drugs were ubiquitous and so was the sex, but here’s the pivotal question; how “consensual” was the sex?

All these rock icons who boast of having had thousands of women may now be held to account.

I was an avid reader of Lester Bangs. Remember him? His reportage focused on sexual impropriety as much as it focused on music. Of course, back in the day, it wasn’t “impropriety,” it was liberation and letting it all hang out. And it was all good, wasn’t it?

Sure it was! It’s highly ironic that the high priest of licentiousness, Hugh Hefner, passed away almost without comment just before the Weinstein scandal broke. How does Hugh get a pass while Weinstein gets crucified? Weren’t they all part of the same fame game?

As long as society worships fame and money and power, young people who crave fame will do whatever they can to ingratiate themselves with money and power.

Say what you will about Weinstein, but he was playing the game the way it’s always been played. To pretend shock and dismay at the revelations coming out today is beyond disingenuous. Insofar as political correctitude is indeed a force, we’ll be seeing a lot of careers crumble in the months ahead.

Wave bye-bye to your rock and roll icons…