I miss old-school guitar rock culture. It was a simpler time when the main arbiter of quality and relevance was whether or not something ‘rocked’. Okay, that’s actually a pretty one-dimensional means of measuring quality, and let’s not ignore the fact that guitar rock culture was mostly the mindless lionizing of mediocre white dudes’ pretensions. But let’s not throw out the baby, as they say. The simple pleasure of rocking out has become undervalued. How have we come to this? Is it purely reactionary? We may be tired of elevating guitar players to god-like status, but there’s no reason not to go on elevating the music. Rocking is, after all, the cornerstone of all popular music, no matter how far it has strayed from 12-bar blues. And it will, like all things, come around again.