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Wednesday, August 21, 1985
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despite the American dream
"That 's the way you do itYou
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The lyrics above are from the new
Dire Straits single, "Money for Nothing."
Although I've never been much of a
Straits fan, I find the lyrics of the
band's new hit a provocative parody of
the mentality of show-biz fans and fol
lowers of the American Dream.
We are approaching the coming of
yet another stagnating year of college
and another step to graduation and job
success.
What can we expect to get from that
highly coveted college degree a
decent job, an American Express card,
lots of bucks for a wedding with rela
tives and champagne, a nice suburban
palace and a multitude of kids and
cookouts on our impeccably landscaped
lawns? ,
Or, alas, will we descend to the
depths of a working class wasteland
full of factory jobs, trailer courts, credit
card rejections and polyester ward
robes? I am one of those people accused of
desiring "Money for Nothing." Ever
since I was a young freak growing up
across the country, moving from school
to school and suburban palace to
bigger suburban palace as my parents'
generation chased the elusive Ameri
can Dream, I have always wanted some
thing more.
One line in "Money for Nothing"
pinpoints the jealousy of people who
see others go for something more and
get it: "I should have learned to play
guitar," the lead vocalist sings, imitat
ing a working class citizen watching a
band on television.
, It seems like people constantly dis
dain and ridicule those who dream of a
successful art, literary, acting or music
career. But tell someone that you want
to go into something commonplace like
business and they are behind you in
every way.
If you disclose the details of your
wistful longings to write, act, sing or
paint, expect a flood of laughs. While
you're still struggling to "make it,"
that is. Once you get that first story
published, that first recording contract
or that first bit part on Broadway, how
ever, the same imbeciles who once
snickered at your dreams will be the
ones to snarl, "I could do that. Anyone
could. Heshe must really think heshe
is hot..."
I have met both types. There are the
egotistical artists who want to leave
their mark on the world with some aus
picious achievement. And there are
others who laugh and say, "You? Ha!
You'll never do that. Go get a real job."
You will find that the people who
seem to want glamour, fame and "Money
for Nothing" aren't nearly as egotisti
cal, pretentious and outlandish as they
appear to be. Shrink the swelled heads
of all the aspiring artists, designers,
authors, actors and musicians around
and you'll find that they're merely peo
ple who reject the drone of traditional
society and just want to make a living
being an individual instead of being an
office or factory clone.
I remember working in a nursing
home my first year of college. One night
an overweight, middle-aged, polyester
frocked frump said to me, "So, you go to
school. What are you going to do with
your life?"
"I want to write."
"You wanna' be a writer, eh?" she
cackled, biting into aTwinkie. "I know
what you really want. You wanna' be
jet-set and sip wine on the Riviera.
Well, one day you'll be my age and
realize you hafta' work for a living,
kiddo."
"Of course," I replied tartly. "A writ
ing career is something you have to
work at to achieve, unlike this job. Any
Twinkie-munching matron with enough
energy to get off her butt and empty a
bedpan can do this."
As we enter, this school year, we
should not let the cloned cacklers and
the Twinkie-munching matrons of the
world discourage our dreams. After all,
if money was truly for nothing and pay
checks were free, we wouldn't be stupid
enough to put ourselves through
another year of scholarly brutality.
Denver fails to capture '80s fans
DENVER from page 49
In my opinion, John Denver and Billy
Zoom do not sound good together. Both
are excellent musicians, but musically
and ideologically they are years apart
about 10 to be precise.
In spite of the album's problems, it
does have flashes of brilliance. To
Denver's credit, the songs he wrote
save the record. Of the 11 songs on the
album, Denver penned only four. The
remaining seven songs are boring and
uninspired.
The title track "Dreamland Express"
is as hauntingly beautiful as "African
Sunrise." written in Africa. Denver's
lyric writing has helped make him fam
ous. For example, on "African Sunrise"
Denver sings, "I pray for rain to wash
away their tears."
John Denver plays excellent guitar,
has a wonderful voice and is a great
man, but he should concentrate more
on being John Denver, rather than try
ing to be someone he is not.
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