The afternoon at work got boring, so I had my cheap-ass McDonalds’ Cobra Commander present my company vehicle travel log in typical Cobra Commanderesque grandiose fashion. It was riveting. Notice over CC’s shoulder that, in the month of May, I drove 2455km for work. That’s 1525 miles to you dirty, metricless heathens.

So I’m starting to work on ideas for my netcast, which is likely going to be largely music-related, (though it might involve other media-ish things, I haven’t completely genre’d myself yet) and, with any luck, will debut next week or the week after.

I have pretty strong opinions about music, and I’m sure that many of them are unpopular, (in fact, I’m kind of counting on it) because my taste in music tends to land quite far outside of the realm of popular, and on the occassions that I dig something that a lot of other people do, it’s probably a coincidence. It’s not that I’m one of those people who prides themselves on listening to bands that nobody’s heard of. While that may sometimes be the case, more often than not, I simply really get into music that other people don’t so much.

My profile probably explains it better than I can, and I plan on having it linked-to on the podcast as a frame of reference, and object of fair-play reactionary ridicule. Anyhow, what I’m getting at, is that music is incredibly subjective, so me (or anyone else) going on rants and raves about what I think sucks about music needs to be taken with a grain of salt (and a shot of tequila, and some lemon), and from a certain perspective. Namely, in this case, mine.

My problem, or one of, is that it feels like nobody takes music very seriously (“Hey man, it’s just music”), and I really do take it seriously, which may seem strange, because I’m exactly the opposite when it comes to movies (“Hey, man, it’s just entertainment, relax.”) I beleive the main difference there, is that the movie industry has more or less been a blatant corporate ad-machine whorefest of money and disrespect for its fans for pretty much as long as I can remember. Even when you see a guy like Kevin Smith, who is suposedly all down to earth and shit, there’s still that thing in the back of the head of the masses saying, “Yeah, you still make an obscene amount of money for making your little song-and-dance numbers, douche-bag. But that’s alright, it’s a douche-bag littered industry, so it’s no biggie. We’ll still go see the Jersey Girl sequel.”

With music, however, there is still a feeling that the people making the entertainment, or at least a large enough percentage of them, are genuinely trying to create something with motives that aren’t just about lining pockets. I say ‘just’ in there, because of course everyone who makes music wants to make a living at it. I’m not so naive that I won’t admit that 99.999% of artists in any field are doing it in hopes that they will make enough money to keep from having to get a real job, whether they proclaim ‘it’s all about the music’ or not.

The past ten years in music specifically, feel like there’s been a significant shift in music, both in what’s being offered, and what consumers are willing to swallow. A lot of music is treated like fast-food now; artificially flavoured, instantly addictive, but ultimately empty, no real lasting substance, and easily disposed of for the next serving of unhealthy crap.

And that really fucking bugs me. Many of the same people who now bemoan shit like Mambo #5 or the Macarena or boy bands or Vanilla Ice, are the same people that made that fucking garbage as popular as it was in its day. You know who you are, and you are part of the problem.

I just want people to like what they like for a good reason, and not just from being ear-raped with it by the radio every two hours, or because it’s attached to some cute car commercial or something. I’d much rather see someone unapologetically bopping along in their car to ‘Who Let The Dogs Out’, just because that tune just still gets him excited after all these years, than someone who never has a song worth lasting on their ipod longer than a month.

But I’m going to get into this in more detail in audio form. In fact, I may have just rough-drafted part of the first netcast right here. Music is something I’m passionate about, and I’m really excited to get to talk about it, even if into the internet ether of who-gives-a-damnism.

-Okay, time to go listen to my Gerardo live bootleg collection…


3 Responses to “sicmuse”

  • bitzky says:

    I have two music channels in my TV box and every time I happen to tune in they serve me an enormous amount of CRAAAAAAAAAAAP!!

    But… all it takes is some minutes of browsing on various music sites and radio stations on the Net to find some really interesting bands and singers. I can’t believe how wide the gap is between the “TV and Radio” music and Internet music. The latter is much much better.

  • heidiland says:

    I feel the same way about music that you do, except that we have very different sorts of discerning tastes.

    Everytime I hear a Snatchy Cat Whores (aka Pussy Cat Dolls) “song”, I die a little bit inside.

  • ben says:

    I have thoughts on the music shift as well and I firmly believe it all has to do with the internet and the ‘trading’ (stealing) of music. I’ve had theories about this since I worked in the music store and I saw it coming. We want what we want and we want it now and ten seconds later we are on to the next thing. It’s a constant state of instant gratification and it’s made us stop ‘listening’ to music, it’s just background noise at best. When it’s free we don’t appreciate it. We don’t take the time to get to know it like we did when we valued an album that we had to save up for.
    I have more thoughts on this but I am tired and things are coming out fragmented so I’ll wait til I hear your cast to comment more.
    I look forward to it!

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