Word: popped
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Lichtenstein is already a historical pop figure...
...been a relentless stream of outrageous books, movies and television shows, beginning with Aldous Huxley's Brave New World, published 61 years ago, and continuing through the summer's box-office behemoth, Jurassic Park. There are mysteries, thrillers, love stories -- even a sci-fi parody of an old pop song ("Weird Al" Yankovic's I Think I'm a Clone Now, sung to the tune of Tommy James and the Shondells' I Think We're Alone Now). Cloning, in fact, has been a fertile enough subject to earn its own lengthy entry in the Encyclopedia of Science Fiction...
Time has done its annoying work, converting Lichtenstein into a historical figure remarkable for his taste, his dependable virtuosity and his pictorial manners. He has become the great academician of the Pop movement -- its equivalent of Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema, the English artist who, a hundred years ago, attained the summit of popularity with his idealized, skillfully painted and mildly sexy reconstructions of classical Roman life, done again, and again, and again...
...everyone knows the genealogy of grunge: the Stooges and Black Sabbath got married (Iggy Pop has always been somewhat of a traditionalist) and had Seattle. The superhip blame grunge on MC5, the New York Dolls and, of course, The Velvet Underground. I would add old-style metal bands like Kiss and Dio to the list of grunge predecessors, but hey, that's just...
...rather than being (in They Might Be Giants fashion) cleverly amused at their own amusing cleverness, the Wimps put their wit to work in songs with real emotional resonance, songs like "Steam Rolling, But It Wasn't Steam Rolling" (which is really about the hopes we have for pop music, and how we lose them as we grow up). Failed term papers, dead-end jobs and general achy clumsiness are among the other topics on Ankle Deep, which mostly steers clear of boy-girl stuff in favor of far less charted lyrical waters. All the banging on sets of bells...