The muted beat that opens Rose Kemp's "Tiny Flower" is nothing but modern: It sounds like feet crunching in snow, but had it been mixed higher, it might have sounded like something unleashed by hip-hop producer Timbaland.
Such an attempt would almost be doomed to failure even if they managed to produce several great songs, because the inevitable rose-colored glasses through which too many people perceive their skewed view of history would prevent any modern songs from comparing favorably.