Been listening to the new one by Tom Petty and the HeartBreakers, "The Last DJ," on which Tom rails against, among other things, evil money-hungry record execs and high concert ticket prices. Now, I love Tom Petty, but when you've signed for $20 million with Warner and Ticketmaster is selling your floor seats for seventy bucks plus surcharge, you've got to take these things with a grain of salt. Tom's like that hippie uncle you've got who wears tie-dyed ties and his hair in a ponytail as he goes off to work at his software company. Sure, he's got two kids and a Range Rover, but give him a few too many and he'll still talk about throwing The Man up against the wall when the revolution comes.
And yet, the man still writes a damn catchy tune...
