Hello kids, today we will be discussing a topic that is highly controversial among our generation: good music. Now, I know we all have our favorite band that nobody else likes, and if you’re that football star who jams to Call Me Maybe on the way home from practice, you don’t need to feel ashamed. I’m not here to judge you. We all have our guilty pleasures, mine just happens to be the Biebz (except that Beauty and the Beat song, Nicki Minaj’s voice reminds me someone in a mental institute). I also have a girl crush on Demi Lovato, which has been ongoing since I saw her in Camp Rock in 2008. I know what you’re thinking. Fifteen is probably a little too old to still be watching Disney Channel, but whatever. This is a no-judging zone, remember? And I promise I don’t watch it anymore. I don’t have cable and Disney is completely superficial compared to what it used to be, but that’s a whole other blog topic.
Back to my original thought- I want to point out a sort of slippery slope in the hit music industry that I discovered recently. I’m a late bloomer, meaning I still don’t have a smart phone or XM radio, and my iTouch was stolen last year at my birthday party (yes, my birthday party. I have terrible luck). This means that my only source of musical entertainment in the car is the radio. Usually I’ll spend my car rides bouncing back and forth between country music and hit music stations, depending on my mood, or maybe some talk radio if it’s the morning and I’m awake enough to listen. When I have heard “Diamonds” by Rihanna enough times for it to be stuck in my head for the next three days, I’ll usually post a rant on Twitter and then turn the radio off.
So I bet that you’re trying to figure out what slippery slope I’m talking about, since this is how hit music stations have always been and always will be, right? That’s a negative, ghost rider. Have you been as surprised as I have to hear Mumford and Sons and The Lumineers playing on the same radio station as One Direction? And what about that song “Thrift Shop” by Macklemore? If you check out his other music, you’ll hear more thought and emotion than any other famous rapper from the 21st century. But even “Thrift Shop” is better than what we’re used to; I can’t remember the last time I heard a rap song that didn’t talk about a big booty or cash money.
After a few weeks of not wanting to rip my eardrums out every time I turn the radio on, I have started to wonder if maybe hearing “good music” all of the time is not as much of a blessing as I had originally thought. Let me elaborate. Let’s say we hear a new Bruno Mars song on the radio and it’s playing everywhere, all of the time. It’s one of those songs that nobody really likes, but everyone is singing along to. It’s catchy at first, but hearing it on the radio every time we turn on our cars leaves us annoyed and wanting new music. This is the cycle of popular music. Most people that I know, though, can agree that Bruno Mars isn’t known for his elaborate lyrics or musical masterpieces.
So let’s compare Locked Out Of Heaven’s lyrics to A Team’s. You’ll probably notice that Ed Sheeran writes with more emotion and thought, whereas Bruno Mars specializes in catchy tunes. So is it a good thing that our favorite bands are being played all of the time? What happens when we’re pulling our hair out from being annoyed by the songs that we’ve loved since they were considered thought provoking and artsy? I’m okay with getting tired of Ke$ha, but Ellie Gouding is too good for me to hate. Are things going to flip flop? Maybe instead of thick-rimmed glasses and vinyl albums of the Beatles, ‘hipsters’ will be known as froyo lovers and Lady Gaga impersonators. Or maybe this means that teen girls are going to stop dressing like Snooki and start reading more. Ah, wishful thinking.
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