Thursday, March 18, 2010

Frustrations of synthetic noise

I'm a true lover of real, authentic music. The expression of what an artist says in a song should be like a door or maybe even just a peak through the blinds of someones soul. This viewing through words is like a blessing sometimes because it brings me to a comfort zone. It helps many people deal with the stresses that life brings. It helps you feel like there's a presence, a lending hand to make one feel at home.

So I question the authenticity of our music today. Ever since people have been producing music, they do it for commercial reasons and for making money. They generate music that the record company thinks that will sell and in doing that they further corrupt the ears of the generation listening to it. In my opinion, it didn't seem as bad back in the 1990s as it is now. More music of the heart was heard back in the day. Now, it seems like everyone is producing garbage.

I used to just think that the main genre of this was the rap genre. Yet, more and more filth is being poured into the music of various styles. The genuine artists are being washed away by a sea of phonies. Oversexed music has been around for some time, but its hitting a boiling point with me.

I just want the madness to stop and for real music to rebel against the masses. What sells seems like it will always rule in this business though. Maybe one day it won't, I hope. I just felt like ranting after watching this. It just gets annoying after awhile.

Here's some of what I like that prove true to me.

Anthony Hamilton - Life
Luther Vandross - Never Too Much
Jill Scott - Long Walk
Amel Larrieux - For Real

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