Cognitive estrangement, with lots of amps

[supergee]

At the end of the great San Francisco music era (1966-8) there appeared a band called Blue Cheer. All their songs were repetitious, interminable, mutually indistinguishable, and 10 decibels above the threshold of pain. They were laughed at, which is the usual fate of those who are years ahead of their time.

At about the same time, I discovered the sf criticism of Darko Suvin, which I didn't like either. I have since realized that he too was bad in ways that had not yet become fashionable.