Tuesday, 24 April 2012

Flowerpetals.

I feel that it's happening. That thing which Granpa Simpson warned Homer about. The more I think about it, the more I'm convinced that I'm there.

I used to be with it, 
but then they changed what 'it' was. 
Now, what I'm with isn't it, 
and what's 'it' seems weird and scary.
/Abraham Simpson

This is exactly how I feel every time I turn on the radio. To quote Queen - it's all "radio gaga" these days. It all sounds the same and I keep wondering how one artist can differ from another artist.  Then I think back to when I was a teenager and suddenly it all makes sense. Because artists where different. Of course they were. Kylie Minogue, Madonna, Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera were all different. It's funny how the brain works - when I consider this a bit more I realise that every generation has their thing. It's been said a hundred times, but when I look at my mother as I tell her that "you must hear this song!" and she just shrugs it all makes sense. Although I assume that working in a record store as young did do its thing to ruin her and her relationship with music forever. Then again, I know that the music of my parents' generation was a pain for their parents so I can only assume it has always been this way. We're just not meant to understand the younger generation.

I don't listen to the radio if I can avoid it, which I usually can. It's different if I go abroad - for some reason that's more okay. Maybe it's because I don't mind the silly chatter or because every country take a different view on music. Maybe it's just because it's different. Is that why some songs are so good these days? Because the rest just disappear in the background noise of highpitched wails, high school rock and a dull rapper? I can't tell them apart and I guess I don't really want to, but all those rappers with halfnaked women who sang one chorus line in the beginning of the 1990's I remember. Those horrible suits and awkward dance moves that no normal person can every hope to try. Every now and then when I'm really bored I like to imagine how the future turned out for these people. "Him? Oh, he works as a gardener and the background chick? She's an accountant. I hear she does taxes now."

What do you think Beethoven would say if he could hear his songs on a mobile phone?
Not much, the guy would be over 242 years old and deaf.

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