Lenny Kravitz’s 1995 song, “Rock and Roll Is Dead” is irony at its finest. After its four-count intro, the gritty sounds of electric guitar come tearing in, along with Kravitz’s opening exclamation and Cindy Blackman’s commanding drums. These elements only proved that the genre was in no way on its last legs or six feet under. The song also served, in part, as a commentary on the preoccupation of public image and other distractions (“diamond rings”; “coke spoons”; “five hundred women in your bed”) over authentic musical talent (“You can’t even sing or play an instrument so you just scream instead…”). With Kravitz, Blackman and band still performing some 20 years later, the genre is certainly far from any need of resuscitation.