"PBS, RRR, and other community stations the nation over are the enemy of the bogan. While the hipster is obsessed with finding music that the rest of the world is blissfully unaware of, the bogan approaches his radio from a different perspective. They treat radio as a filter, something that can take music they already like (Bon Jovi, Nickelback, Snow Patrol et al), process it, and find new music that is identical to it in almost every way.
this brings us to the natural evolutionary musical endgame:
Kings of Leon
Kings of Leon have consciously adapted themselves in to the bogan meta-band. They tick every conceivable bogan pleasure box. Kings of Leon figured out, sometime between their second and third albums, that there is a clear correlation between the number of records a band sells, and similarity of their sound to U2′s. They also sing about sex, without metaphor or innuendo, which removes the need to interpret lyrics, yet remain titillating to the bogan.
They emerged, fully-formed, from the world of indie-rock critical adoration, with songs like ‘Sex on Fire’, which gave the bogans a song that has its main hook featuring a lyric containing the words ‘Yeah!’ and ‘sex!’. Words that the bogan could then sing along to loudly as their local cover band played that now-ubiquitous paean to herpes. Bogans like rooting stuff, they like burning stuff, and they like mindless affirmation. “YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAH, THIS SEX IS ON FIRE!!!” is a scientifically blended formula; a tripod of bogan trigger points. There was no conceivable way that such a song would not endear itself to the bogan.
Also, they sing repeatedly about having sex with groupies. Being ruggedly handsome southern-rock types, who regularly visit the antipodes, female bogans can positively taste the back sweat, and flock to see them, listen to them and generally think a lot about them.
Commercial radio rapidly realised this, and began looping Kings of Leon to play at least twice every half-hour, and incorporating Kings of Leon into every conceivable competition they ran. Of course, KoL could be painted coconuts playing speed calypso funk, and the bogan would love them just the same, provided the radio networks played them 10-15 times a day, their ad was on in between Rove segments, they appeared on Rove, their song was on The Footy Show, and you could win a night with them in Vegas if you bought enough cans of Mother, etc.
It was, and presently remains, a match made in bogan heaven."
so much for their holy upbringing...
ReplyDeleteI've hated 'em from the minute I first heard a warbling (hippster that I am), so have studiously avoided knowing anything about them. I'll take your word for it!
ReplyDeleteapparently, their dad was a travelling preacher, & the family toured the US sharing their beliefs.
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