Ryan Adams’ music is being #MeTooed off the radio due to allegations of his being “psychologically abusive” of his ex-wife and other women.
I can’t say I’ll miss his songs because the only thing I know about Ryan Adams is that I’m not the only oldster to get him confused with 1980s power balladeer Bryan Adams, and that that peeves him no end.
But after ejecting a fan who demanded “Summer of ’69” Ryan Adams has made peace with nomenclatural confusion:
From The Guardian:
So-called alternative musicians pride themselves on being more enlightened than their rock counterparts, but in my years of writing about them, I have found no end of ‘beta male misogyny’
Thu 14 Feb 2019 12.07 EST
Ryan Adams … many musicians are insulated by the myth of the unbridled male genius.
I wish I could say I was surprised by the New York Times report detailing allegations that the singer-songwriter Ryan Adams offered to mentor young women, before pursuing them sexually and turning nasty after they turned him down. His ex-wife, the musician and actor Mandy Moore, described him as “psychologically abusive”.
I wonder what percentage of readers read “psychologically abusive” as “physically abusive”? I mean, the notion that somebody’s ex-spouse is complaining that they were “psychologically abusive” is not, when you stop and think about it, pretty anticlimactic. So, I bet a lot of people just interpret “psychologically” as “physically” and assume Ryan Adams is being purged from cultural memory for punching his wife in the face rather than, say, acting passive-aggressively toward her.
After #MeToo comes for the 1960s-1970s rockers, there won’t be anything left on the radio except old Carpenters songs. But until that day, here’s one with lyrics that even Sir Mick thinks might have been a little inappropriate: