Teddy Geiger: Underage Thinking
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the air. And then *BAM!* Finally the CD shatters into a cloud of tiny shiny fragments off the racquet's strings even though you didn't hit it any harder than before. Absolutely stupifying.
As for the interview, there's no need to repeat it verbatim. The Cliff's Notes synopsis goes something like this: Uh... Most of my fans are teenage girls. Uh... I live upstate, I don't actually know anything about New York City. My lyrics don't mean anything--and that's not a conscious decision. Wha? War in Iraq? Thousands of dead civilians and American soldiers? Doesn't seem worth writing about, even though my taxes pay for the war. I'm going to be a star.There was one interesting blip on the radar. During our interview Teddy confessed his admiration for John Mayer, a fellow ex-prisoner of my hometown suburbs. This was a pleasant surprise as I was expecting a rehearsed lineage involving Conor Oberst--capitalizing on his indie fan-base. While not a fan of Mayer's music I do think the guy is smart and has a great sense of humor. (Also, I sprayed his mom's weeds one summer while moonlighting as a lawn boy.) John started out playing his guitar behind the counter at the gas station where he worked. He had a dream. Why do I get the feeling a good deal of Teddy's stuff is underwritten by someone else's dream?
Ok, that's all been a bit harsh. I suppose the animosity comes from meeting this mild-mannered kid with more financial backing and personal attention than I will ever receive as your humble narrator. All of this potential to broadcast some great message to the masses and yet no message. No substance. No thinking, underage or otherwise.
But this is merely where Teddy Geiger finds himself as of early 2006. He's young, incredibly so, and there's great potential for him to grow as an artist and as a person. Teddy, take these criticisms to heart but don't let me get you down. Just keep your chin up and try harder. Send me your next record. I want you to prove me wrong.
Friday, 31 March 2006
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