If you Google the phrase “the most manly rock bands” you might be surprised to find the first 7 or 8 links are for websites selling men’s wedding bands. Now, if that doesn’t exemplify the void of maleness in our society I don’t know what does.
It got me to thinking, in this age of wokeness and the #MeToo movement, are manly rock bands destined for the trash heap of history, or worse yet erased from history altogether for their “toxic masculinity”? And in this era of the pussyfication of modern men, who most personifies the once-great testosterone-fueled era of rock music?
Remember that classic scene in “This Is Spinal Tap” where the band is asked why their audience consists almost entirely of teenage boys? Christopher Guest responds that the females are “quite fearful” when they see them on stage in their tight trousers and run screaming from their concerts because they have armadillos in those trousers.
Sadly, gone are the days of a guy with a guitar slung down to his knees, cranking out an ear-splitting riff dripping with sweaty testosterone and a rude attitude. Never again will we bang our heads to songs like “Wang Dang Sweet Poontang” or “Ram It Down”. Gone forever are songs extolling the virtues of beer drinkin’ and hell raisin’.