I'd like to start off by bucking the trend, or rather - the title. What does The Tongue think IS rock and roll?
SHE is rock and roll. Who is she? Just some random you met in a blanket fort a couple months back. Why is she so rock and roll? Or better yet, let's explore why rock and roll is so sexy.
A girl telling you that she puts "Runeii" from Talk Talk's "Laughing Stock" on nearly every mix cd she composes is the equivalent of her falling to her knees 7" from your waist. Atleast for me it is. Doesn't every music man pine over the thought of drinking stouts and porters (stouts and fucking porters!) with a female that is genuinely thrilled that you kind of turned her on to "Spirit of Eden", demanding that she take repeated listens. And then she does, and eloquently verbalizes why the tension between the ambiance, the percussion and the amplifier is so hot.
This is based on a true story. And it makes me almost as flustered as the guitar tones on Hendrix's "Crosstown Traffic". I wish every man this experience (no pun). We all want a babe that can rock and roll with us, while also tolerating our affinity for The Blue Nile's "Hats". Hey, sweetheart - you ran into a man that can enjoy the finer contemporary bullshit from the coke-soaked 80's.
Dedicated to all the women who turned someone on to Slowdive, to any girl who suggested making out to "In A Silent Way", and maybe to the UK ladies that like Bark Psychosis half because they're kinda cool and half because they've got a little secret.
That's Rock and Roll.
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Rhapsodize for us then about the times (of which they are more than we all wish) when that obscure object of our desire DOESN'T glimmer when the needle raises from "Let's Go Out Tonight". When you see her interest wane at the 45 second mark. Or worse. When she listens carefully, closely, musters a kind smile and says those 3 virulent words .. "It was OK".
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