Thursday, August 12, 2010

florence and the machine

it so annoys me, music now. the fact that some of the greatest symphonic music in the world is no longer written - its in the past. the great classic rock of smashing pumpkins and counting crows and indigo girls and U2 and red hot chilli peppers and phil collins and bruce springsteen and midnight oil and tom petty and the heartbreakers, and the whitlams is dying. the gods of mowtown and swing and jazz have been all but forgotten, and even decent rap has died.

now, all you can hear on the radio is the bubblegum shit dressing up as edgy, or a drum with a synthiser over the top. santana has been replaced by miley freaking cyrus, and when, once in a blue moon, you hear real music on the radio again, new real music, its like a breath of fresh air, like Tegan and Sara, or Florence and the Machine, or Back to the Basement, or Blackberry Bluebird, but then suddenly its in the top ten, and everyone says they love the artist.

well, i hate to break it to you, everyone, but you have never heard any of their other songs. and you know what? if you did, you've called it crap without realising. and the next thing that happens is that the band sells their soul to a movie soundtrack (RIP Muse) or a brand, or a magazine, celebrity or do a duet with someone who barely deserves a blink in a moment.

we've gone from amazing, mindblowing, soulstealing orchestral pieces, to the unbelievable rock, folk, metal, rap, bluegrass and alternative, jazz, swing and mowtown of the last sixty years, but since computer editing became cheap, nasty and tacky we've seen everything go downhill.

singers no longer sing, and no one can play anything more that an keyboard, or use autotune of vocals. dancing has gone from something meaningfull and emotive, to a rhythmic twitch and shuffle, with elegance, grace, passion and drama a shadow of the once was.

im so sick of the popular industry and the large music record dominating the industry. i want to be able to hear real music, not soppy, mushy rap and hip hop, or edgy pop. i want to be able to go, hey, thats amazing guitar, piano, bass and drums. i want to be able to hear a trombone or double bass or string quartet in the middle of a rock song. i want to hear music that makes you think, makes you feel, makes you dream. i want to be able to share those tiny pockets of magic, which are getting popped like bubbles in the sun, with the world.

it sickens me, to the stomach, that artists feel the need to provide to popular culture, and who feel the need to write to sell. i hate that being yourself, or standing out from the world, is uncool.

god, im so mad, i cant write this anymore. mmy hands are shaking. 
what is so bloody wrong with this world?

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