Ellemental

Joe Strummer… you’ve been through the cleansing
fire of punk, only to pick up a few venerial
diseases along the way. You’re more of an
optimist when it comes to fucked-up genius.
But you can write wicked-deadly riffs and lycs.

Which fucked-up genius composer are you?
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I had to post this one because of my unnatural love of Joe Strummer. Before Joe Stummer, I was a casual music listener. I liked the Clash – you know, Rock the Casbah and Train in Vain. As a casual music listener, I didn’t know a lot about artists, didn’t know their history or the gossip.

The first time I visited the VIM, we watched a Clash rockumentary. I immediately and irretrievably fell in love with Joe Strummer. He was more intelligent that I had imagined. Had more heart.

Since the Clash, the VIM and I have watched more music movies, biographies and dvd concerts than you can shake a stick at. Seriously. From “Gimme Shelter” to “Austin City Limits” rereleases, I’ve seen a ton. And I’ve been consistenly surprised at the real-person-ness of musicians. There’s a down-to-earthiness, if you prefer. But Joe Strummer was the first. My reminder that more often than not, people (whether in my real face to face life, my blogging life, or the celebrity stratosphere) are so much more than I can “see”.