Rock n roll is an anomaly in that it is the only art form that is to be produced and reproduced by its original creator in order to bring forward any sort of demand or income.

When Tommy Hilfiger designs a new t-shirt, it is mass produced by machines and people acting as machines in a warehouse. In pop music, a hot young tart is chosen to sing a song written by a man in a studio with meatball stains on his shirt until her legs acquire too much cellulite to be concealed by fishnet stalkings.

Yet when a man with long hair and a guitar writes a hit song, he is expected to reproduce that moment over and over again each and every night for the rest of his life with the same men that were involved in the original writing process. If a new guitar player is brought in to reproduce what a previous guitar player created, despite not having written the actual song, the product is now worth significantly less and the venue becomes smaller which creates a downward spiral of a man forced to hold on to a 5 minute period of time in which the world thought he was amazing, and re-live it over and over again in order to make a living. Thus making him the Tommy Hilfiger, the Machine, and the Man acting as a Machine all rolled into one.

And you ask why the world hasn’t had a rockstar since 1991?