“You know what’s funny about life? You can never lose your sense of humor.”
So, there’s a lot of buzz about how SNL is dying, blah, blah, blah. The critics say this every 5 yrs or so. But if you ask me, SNL started dying when Mr. G.E. Smith disappeared from the bandstand. The former SNL bandleader, Smith hasn’t really been seen since the Norm McDonald OJ-bashing days of the eary 90’s. Hell, it’s said that Smith only got the job ’cause he was sleeping with Gilda Radner, but that’s neither here nor there. His bluesy riffs always sent the audience to commercial, hanging on for the next skit. Well, while blogstalking today, I found that someone else agreed with me wholeheartedly:
“Today’s buzz-bands like Franz Ferdinand and The Strokes only THINK they know about rock and roll. But if they knew anything, they’d quit ripping off 80’s rockers and take a page out of the book of G.E. motherfucking Smith. What rockers are missing today is that Smith Swagger – oozing supreme confidence in the sickness of their rock, leaning against the back of the saxophone player, while hammering out bendy guitar notes and grinning like a billionaire on ecstacy getting a blowjob.”
