I don't give a crap what this song means - any possible meaning would have to be as inane and worthless as the music that conveys it. you're not paying homage to influential bands (not that the knack can be described as influential beyond 'my sharona') by stealing their riffs. this isn't like giving a cheeky nod towards an influence, this is effectively admitting that you are a worthless songwriter who cannot produce anything original or worthwhile. so you steal one of the most recognisable riffs in rock and pretend it's some sort of accetpable 'sampling' or such. this promoter's dream sucks so bad, and i look forward to their being speedily condemned to a future of appearances at outer suburban shopping centres, possibly as an opening act for big brother evictees.
I don't give a crap what this song means - any possible meaning would have to be as inane and worthless as the music that conveys it. you're not paying homage to influential bands (not that the knack can be described as influential beyond 'my sharona') by stealing their riffs. this isn't like giving a cheeky nod towards an influence, this is effectively admitting that you are a worthless songwriter who cannot produce anything original or worthwhile. so you steal one of the most recognisable riffs in rock and pretend it's some sort of accetpable 'sampling' or such. this promoter's dream sucks so bad, and i look forward to their being speedily condemned to a future of appearances at outer suburban shopping centres, possibly as an opening act for big brother evictees.
and the superjesus sucked as well.