There's a thread on this article in the Prince: Music and More forum, but since it deals with MJ and Madonna just as much as him, I think it deserves a thread on the Non Prince forum. It's a really intelligent article. It's one of the only recent articles I've read that tells some home truths about Madonna too, and the immunity from serious criticism she seems to enjoy. I've highlighted some of the potent points.

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This year, three of the biggest names in music - Michael Jackson, Madonna and Prince - hit 50. They've each sold millions of records in long careers. But what do their futures hold - and what is the point of a middle-aged pop star, asks Joe Queenan

Thursday February 7, 2008
The Guardian

Rock'n'roll, unlike jazz, blues, cabaret and classical music, has never figured out what to do with ageing deities. No one told Duke Ellington or Arthur Rubinstein or Lionel Hampton or Andres Segovia to stop playing when they turned 30, 40, 50 or, for that matter, 90. Smoothies such as Tony Bennett retain a strong appeal well into their 80s; they are not thought of as old, but as venerable. Luciano Pavarotti's declining gifts in his autumnal years were graciously overlooked by his adherents out of respect - or perhaps even gratitude - for his youthful triumphs. People knew that he was finished. That was no reason to stop adoring him. As for blues singers, not only does the public not resent their being a bit long in the tooth, they expect them to be old, acting as if BB King and Robert Johnson and Muddy Waters were born brandishing canes and foraging about for their reading glasses.

Only in the rock genre does the ageing process make the public feel uncomfortable; only in the world of rock do middle-aged performers feel pressure to exit the scene before they start making fools of themselves. Sometimes this pressure comes from the public, but the most vehement exhortations to blow town come from music critics and pundits who, with the exception of a few chosen ones - Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Patti Smith, Neil Young, David Bowie and other beneficiaries of some sort of cultural coolness pass - would like all the Claptons and Collinses and Joels and Stewarts to get off the stage, go into retirement, take up Scottish country dancing, move to Spain, play more cribbage, or just curl up and die.
This year, Michael Jackson, Madonna and Prince will turn 50. Even for those of us who never seriously believed that any of the Beatles would actually turn 64 - which John Lennon and George Harrison did not - it is hard to believe that this trio of performers, who once symbolised the insolence and iconoclasm and adrenaline of youth, are now walking museum pieces, just as it is hard to believe that former teen idols Johnny Depp and Keanu Reeves are now both in their 40s. It is not just that people such as this become famous when they are young; to a large degree these people become famous because they are young.

Ageing performers whose records are ignored and whose concerts no longer sell out often grumble that the music they are recording today is just as good as it ever was. This is not true: rock stars never do work in their 30s that approaches the quality and originality of the work of their teens and 20s. Fame brings too many distractions, even the mildest affluence is the implacable enemy of creativity, and, most important, musical styles change and musicians can rarely change with them. A sure sign of panic is the statutory David Byrne/Peter Gabriel/ Paul Simon trip to the developing world in search of inspiration.

But even more to the point is that being just slightly older than the audience was always part of the Faustian marketing arrangement. Pop music, which is as much about demographics and style as it is about culture, is for the most part produced by the young and targeted at the young. This is because young people do not want to listen to their parents' music, even if their parents' music is listenable. It also means that performers need to get started early and clean up quick because the spotlight dims fast. Audiences may grudgingly accept that they themselves are ageing, but they expect their idols to remain young for ever. The results are often grotesque: singers who cannot remember the lyrics, lead guitarists who cannot remember what key they are supposed to be playing in, drummers who cannot keep the beat, flautists who can no longer support themselves on a single leg, rhythm guitarists who have to do the entire show sitting on a chair. Some performers can survive the stigma of age, but most rock stars end up playing private parties in Los Angeles, corporate functions in Osaka, free concerts in Paramus, New Jersey. If they are lucky.

None of the rules governing ageing rock stars apply to Jackson, Madonna and Prince, just as none of them apply to Mick Jagger or Aretha Franklin. These performers are like the Queen; they can rule as long as they like because they have the sceptre. Economists may charge that this is unfair and counterproductive: a misallocation of resources that obstructs the rise of subsequent generations. Jackson, Madonna and Prince don't care about that, and neither, by the looks of it, does the Queen.

The three stars came to fame by very different paths and have stayed famous in very different ways: Jackson was on top of the world as a child, then washed up at age 20, then the biggest star in the world at age 25, and now appears to be down for the count. Prince was up, then down, then way, way, way down and is now back on top. Madonna has never left the big time since she arrived in it, has never experienced a serious career slump. She's like the iPod; she came out of nowhere, and no one is quite sure how she became as huge as she became.

Stylistically, the three have little in common, nor do their careers resemble one another's. The tightest link between them is that they all grew up in America's heartland: Jackson in Gary, Indiana, Madonna in the suburbs of Detroit, Prince in Minneapolis. This may prove that young people marooned in the provinces are more ambitious than kids who grow up in New York and Los Angeles. Or it may just be a coincidence.

Then there's the fact that Prince is a rock star, and a remarkably important one, while Madonna and Jackson are mainstream pop stars. Prince and Madonna are linked by appearances in memorable motion pictures (Desperately Seeking Susan, Purple Rain) that somehow managed to survive their woeful acting, and each made one of the most ghastly motion pictures ever (Under the Cherry Moon, The Next Best Thing). Madonna actually made more than one of the ghastliest movies ever: Shanghai Surprise and Who's That Girl? are right up there in the Hall of Shame too. Nor is Body of Evidence anything to write home about. This flirtation with Hollywood suggests that both Prince and Madonna would have liked to break out of the pop music straitjacket and establish themselves as stars in another genre, but had to throw in the towel, Prince because his pencil-thin moustache made him look like an out-of-work gigolo, Madonna because her arboreal acting actually got worse over the years.

Jackson, Madonna and Prince took entirely different paths to the top and have dealt with the maturation process in entirely different ways. Jackson, a child star who has now been in the public consciousness for more than four decades, pre-empted the question of getting too old for the rock star job by undergoing a physical and psychological transformation that turned a very handsome, very likable young man into a reclusive, grotesque, anti-social freak. Jackson, the biggest star in the world in the 38 years since the Beatles broke up, never had to worry about looking preposterous at the age of 50; he had started to look preposterous by the age of 35. It is impossible to say if Jackson, because of the child molestation charges that have dogged him for many years, could ever make the kind of comeback Prince has pulled off, as it would require a massive shift of attitudes on the part of the public. The public is ultimately forgiving, although it seems unlikely.

Less gifted than Jackson or Prince - as a singer, as a dancer, as a musician - Madonna is really a cabaret act who somehow managed to find a colossal world stage. Long the beneficiary of a cowed or indulgent press so smitten by Madonna the in-your-face feminist that it takes little note of her laughable acting, mechanical dancing and bubblegum song catalogue, she has begun to resemble Mount Rushmore: a revered icon whose fundamental cheesiness goes unnoticed because she's been around so long. Because she has been reinventing herself from the beginning - pop star, dominatrix, ingenue, fallen-away Catholic, matinee idol, children's book author, philosopher, Kabbalah devotee, political activist, Michigan suburbanite with phony British accent - Madonna has never had to compete with a single youthful image that is frozen in her fans' minds, in the way that the Rolling Stones or Sinead O'Connor or even Britney Spears has had to. There have been so many Madonnas that at this point one more incarnation isn't going to make much difference. Nor can there be any denying that by constantly shifting the target, she has made a little go a long way. She is a guerrilla chanteuse who always makes sure the battle is fought on her turf. And she works hard for the money, a lot harder than most of her male contemporaries.

Prince has also had several distinct phases to his career, though he never completely stopped being Prince. Hardcore fans remember his daring quasi-burlesque act long before the public discovered him in the Purple Rain era. By then, some of his early fans already felt he was going soft. No matter. Arriving on the grand stage at the same moment that Jackson was recording intergalactic hits such as Billy Jean and Beat It, Prince had to accept the somewhat thankless role as the second most fascinating, second most compelling, second weirdest star in pop music for several years. He then launched into a long phase of career self-immolation - refusing to be called Prince, warring with his record company, releasing too many records too often with too little top-quality material on them - basically sabotaging his professional life through a mixture of pique, self-indulgence and personal idiosyncrasy. When he finally did make his astounding comeback a few years back, a triumph that culminated in his appearance at the Super Bowl half-time show last January followed by his month-long residency in London in August, he was coming back from the dead. Prince hadn't been a vital force in music for years. He had been written off as a guy who used to be big in the 80s.

Of course, the truth is, Prince is not a vital force in today's music, nor are his two celebrated contemporaries. True, nobody who can bring a record company to its knees or rewrite the rules of concert promotion the way Madonna has, or who has risen from the ashes to have the biggest-grossing tour of the year and play the Super Bowl the way Prince has, can fairly be called a has-been. Yet none of the three artists turning 50 exerts any real creative importance over the music scene any more. Jackson doesn't make records and he doesn't tour. Prince's shows are the very highest-class nostalgia - terrific, but certainly not anything new. The same is true of his recordings: the new stuff sounds like the old stuff. As for Michigan's most famous alumna, people don't come to Madonna shows to hear new songs; they come to see Madonna.

Unlike pathetic has-beens who peddle their musty wares from one provincial town to the next, Madonna and Prince play in huge venues and command huge ticket prices. But musically, the shows are the same as the shows Joe Cocker and the Lovin' Spoonful and the survivors of Yes are doing these days. They're oldies shows.

Nobody associated with popular music ever wants to believe that it is first, last and foremost a business, much less that it is a business in which the same rules apply as in any other sphere of economic activity. In real life, middle-aged people cling to their high-paying jobs for as long as possible, resenting the younger employees nipping at their heels, all the while reassuring themselves that the youngsters can't get the job done the way they can. This sounds like every middle-aged rock star who ever lived, every former headliner who once played the Hollywood Bowl and is now playing small clubs in Norway and the cultural centre in Amiens. Nobody ever gives up a good job, with a nice salary and benefits and lots of prestige just because younger people think that they're out of step with the times or because they've stopped being cool. People in their 50s and 60s have more important things to do than worry about being cool.

Decades ago, critics wondered out loud how Jagger was possibly going to be able to keep a straight face singing Street Fighting Man when he had reached 30. Then they wondered how he would do it at 40. There was a general consensus that Jagger was starting to look a bit silly exhorting his fans to man the barricades at age 50, but now that he is well past 60 and the Stones have just finished another record-smashing three-year tour, it is no longer pertinent or relevant to ask how a near-septuagenarian can continue to strut and fret his two hours upon the stage the way he does, singing about revolutions that didn't happen, social upheavals that never occurred. A long, long time ago, Jagger made it clear that he was not giving up his job, not only because of the money and the adulation, but because the evidence seemed to suggest that, even though it was indeed only rock'n'roll, he rather liked it. Prince and Madonna probably feel the same way: as long as the crowds keep coming, as long as they keep cheering, and as long as they keep paying, we're going to keep going out on the road. What Michael Jackson is thinking is anybody's guess.
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"Who's that girl" kicked ass! I have nothing more to say.

Wow, he so didn't need that many paragraphs to make his statement.

All he had to do was say, "Them muhf*ckas is old, but Prince is aight, and the Stones rule."

But I do appreciate the Whordonna slap

He was too kind though. I'm going to find an article or a couple that REALLY get at her, but actually those might need to go in P&R.

Dance said:

I'm only interested in articles that slam her on artistic grounds. Like this writer said, she enjoys an exemption from serious criticism.

midnightmover said:

That's because all of the no-talent wanna bees see themselves in her.

midnightmover said:

They will. There's one in particular that basically explains how she was able to get her foot in and breaks her wack ass music apart as well as her act, but again it might end up in another forum and I'm wondering if it can even last here.
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Graycap23 said:

That's definitely part of it

Dance said:

mmm-kay.

opinions = assholes

everyone has one


this guy just isn't a fan of these acts or he might see some artistic growth

Slave2daGroove said:

Madonna is just copying, and always was a smart producer.
Prince hasn't grown ever since, let's say 1988, when his artistic growth came to a stuttering halt. He wasn't produced a solid album since 1988 when he, after a period of 7 years, started releasing mediocre albums.
And Jackson shot himself in the foot with BAD, which was what it proclaimed it self to be. After that only blind deaf and dumb people took him serious as an artist, let alone as a human being.

At 50, these 3 muthafuckas can still make better music than these so called stars of today

bboy87 said:

So fucking true there.

HamsterHuey said:

So I am blind and deaf for thinking the songs and music videos for Who Is It and Stranger in Moscow are brilliant? Interesting.

Im sorry, but I hate this article....

It paints a pathetic picture of the three largest acts of all time and re-hashes tabloid junk.

Why cant someone come along and write something original like.. "What is the music world going to do when Prince, MJ and Madonna are gone.

There is fuck all left to inspire the next generation of musical acts.. basically the current generation are diggin on them.. and the next generation after that will be ... doing the same. How can the next generation look back and say oooh Britney was a genius.. Christina is my inspiration.. Justin is a legend. Come on...!

Timmy84 said:

F*ck yeah, them f*cks is f*ckin crazy

bboy87 said:

from stars? yes. but there is better music out there.

Dance said:

Yeah right, them motherf*ckers.

I said this over on P:M&M and I'll say it here. I personally got a kick out of the author saying that Madonna (and Prince) do glammed up oldies shows. I'm used to hearing that with Prince but to see that said about Madonna made me laugh. With that said, I'll take 50 yr old MJ, Madonna and Prince over 20 yr old Hot Mess anyday.

HamsterHuey said:

I'm not into MJ so I don't have an opinion but Madonna has reinvented herself so many times that whether you call it growth or whatever, her stuff is DIFFERENT every time she does something (as opposed to "oldies shows").

As far as your Prince comment, I'm not a rabid fan around here but I've witnessed growth in his art (my view is that of a musician). I'm not going into which albums I feel showed growth because you seem to be one of those fans who think his best stuff ended in the 80s and that's cool because again, it's an opinion. His live shows are a far stretch from being an oldies show but again, this author has his opinons on that.
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Timmy84 said:

Exactly, though we may all find grains of relevance in this article, AGE has nothing to do with it and never has. I dont buy into that crap that you create your best work in your 20's, everyone that has hung around has had greatness and shit moments at all ages. A band like U2 is making stronger records now than they did early on, the problem is that the listener cant accept getting older and GET OVER THE NOSTALGIA. John Mellecamp has been making amazing records since 1985, he was already 35 when he started making his best work. Sure some have shit records in the middle of their careers, many of McCartneys solo records, but his records since 1997 have been his best yet, and hes pushing his mid 60's now.

So i dont buy into young is when you create your best work. How come this rule doesnt apply to actors, the greatest actors like Denzel,Hanks,Williams etc...made the shittiest movies when they were young, im talking SHIT! So this age philosphy doesnt hold water at all, because i can poke so many holes in it.
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It's weird Michael being 50, regardless of the crazyness of the last 20 yrs, simply because I actually remembered Michael when he was only about 14...yes I am that old!!

whatsgoingon said:

Same here..I also remember Little Stevie Wonder.

uPtoWnNY said:

When it comes to Stevie Wonder I think he was all grown up by the time I was born..but the J5 I remember them like it was yesterday.

HamsterHuey said:

Bad as an album in general was luckluster, but to 'shoot' down songs like Man in the Mirror, Smooth Criminal, I Just Can't Stop Loving You) is ridiculous. And don't you dare ignore Dangerous. HIStory is pretty good (Stranger In Moscow, They Don't Care About Us) but we can just pretend Invincible never happened

Oh yeah, and I can't tell you how much I love the ending.

FunkyBrotha said:

Um, I thought this IS what hes talking about in the article?

great article!

floetcist said:

Even if there was occasional genius, as with Prince, there wasn't a GREAT album, like Off The Wall or Thriller. And sure, the album Bad generated alot of singles, some good, some bad, but the title track? Common.

HamsterHuey said:

I actually like Bad best of all his albums. I prefer Dangerous to Thriller, too.

Moonbeam said:

And I will forgive you. That's in my nature. No accounting for taste, mate. You being off the age you are, as I am, Off The Wall and Thriller had the WOW effect.

The Bad movie started out great (even though it had Wesley Snipes) but then he transformed into Sonic The Hedgehog.
It did not work for me. Or my sister. Her reaction, after Bad the movie; "really, really bad."

HamsterHuey said:

I quite like Off the Wall, but Thriller is pretty overblown in my opinion.

My ears hear 4 great songs:

Beat It
Billie Jean
Human Nature
Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'

1 good song:

P.Y.T.

2 decent songs:

Thriller
Baby Be Mine

1 bad song:

The Lady in My Life

1 horrific song:

The Girl Is Mine