Monday, January 14, 2008
What Goes On.
This morning, on one of my usual flights of fancy, I throw on Midnight Oil's Greatest Hits. It's been a while since I've listened to it - perhaps not even since Peter Garrett became the Honorable Member for Kingsford-Smith. And I find it totally, totally ruined. Songs that before held heartfelt activist sentiments now just seem to be well-worded press releases. I keep imagining him in the House of Reps, using the lyrics to Hercules to belittle the opposition and convince the public. It just doesn't work for me any more. Every song has become a Workchoices ad.