Cool, Man

In the midst of socially mediating, I came across the observation, from some generational instance younger than my own, that back in the early 90s people of his kind thought the rock band Steely Dan was uncool.

I steadied myself. I read on.

Something to do, I gathered, with creative mainstays Walter Becker and Donald Fagen employing a rotating line up of session musicians to record with from album to album rather than a fixed crew of fellow band members. Steely Dan wasn’t, that is to say, a real band. They weren’t, to address the crux of the matter, what a “band” was supposed to be – that was the objection. They weren’t like all the other bands.