Angel Colorado

Some of the critics call him crossover country or sixties revival but that doesn't really do him justice. His music moves around a bit, a variety of styles, from country folk to ragtime, soft rock to blues, even a little alternative. It's not the same old sound tune after tune. His lyrics are a little self absorbed and he wields social consciousness like a club, but at least he writes about something!

It's always refreshing to hear an intelligent voice in the wasteland that music has become in the last fifteen years. I've had enough of debauched middle-aged rock stars, Marilyn Monroe imitators in metal underwear, gold chain home boys sponsored by light beer moguls rappin' retread racial angst, black and "wish I was black" R & B artists substituting the sounds of fake orgasms for lyrics and canned cowboys still trying to breath new life into Hank Williams poor ragged corpse. The reason Heavy Metal weighs so much is that those tired old riffs have been gathering moss since Lead Zeppelin and Deep Purple.

I'm not one of these chauvinistic 60's fanatics that thinks music died in 1975...okay maybe I am...but it's not because I'm stuck in that period ...okay maybe I am...still whatever my hangups, any fool can see that the diversity of style and the variety of new forms that hit the pop music scene between 1965 and 1975 was a phenomenon that has been unmatched since. Ever once in a while England or Australia will come up with a group with some minor originality. A few worthwhile artists have struggled to the top of this primordial sludge but mostly, it's as if disco hit, the country put on a leisure suit, danced until it dropped, went to sleep and woke up as Lower Common-denominatorville, home of the brain dead, spawning place of the Nielsen family, Ozzie and Harriet's evil In-Laws.

In the fifties, our mothers told us, that if we watched too much TV it would rot our brains. They were wrong. It rotted everything else and now we can't tell the difference. This phenomenon is explained by Offal's extension of the Theory of Relativity. The math is complicated, but stated simply the law allows, that when everyone lives on a land fill, nobody notices that it stinks.

We Americans aren't dull and tasteless, even though it appears that way, we just haven't adapted to the flood of information that has become available to us. We are too overwhelmed to make difficult choices, so we make easy ones. We consume without tasting. It's the same way at the grocery store. We buy the package, not the food. As a result of this phenomenon, music has gotten progressively less nutritious and I get grumpy when I don't eat right. That's why I wanted to meet Angel Colorado, he's like a plump, juicy strawberry amongst the K-rations of life.