Grumpy old men are everywhere. Talk about any human activity – sports, politics, journalism, music, television programming, you name it – and you'll come across the following sentiment, repeated a thousand times, with varying degrees of bitterness: 'It used to have heart, soul, substance, depth. It used to be about something. But it's been ruined. Today it's all just commercialism and shallow hype-chasing.'
In all these areas, the Good Old Days for which the grumpy old men yearn are often specifically the 1970s. Which leads me to wonder, will the stuff we like to dismiss as hyper-commercial trash today be…