It's tough to say which is worse: the sadness that comes from seeing your aging musical heroes sputter and fade away as they cling determinedly to the ideals of creative exploration and artistic relevancy on their own terms; or the sadness (and, oftentimes, disgust) of watching them surrender to nostalgia, trading in on whatever fame they've accrued over the years for the chance to hover at the edges of public consciousness, whether that means going through the greatest-hits motions at state fairs and casinos or making pathetic spectacles of themselves on... More >>>