You say a lot of things that make sense, but to me the rock music of the early and mid Seventies simply didn't have the drive and energy that is so crucial to the genre. The music became obsessively self-absorbed. It was more interested in virtuosity, grandiosity...or to put it less kindly, noodling, than in getting us to shake various parts of our body...including our fists. It was an absolute revelation for me to hear the bands that came out of New York in that period, such as The Ramones, The Talking Heads and Television. I was in seventh heaven the first time I heard the Sex Pistols. I danced like a crazed loon around my tiny single apartment. I started haunting the Whiskey on the Sunset Strip to hear the bands that came out. After years of being strictly an acoustic guy, I bought a twangy Tele. Not a bloop-dee-doodle-do, ain't I cool Les Paul.