I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the state of the music industry.
Over time, it seems to have become more and more synthetic, more and more controlled with every passing year.
Fad styles of music seep in for a couple of years, and are then replaced by some new trendy auto-tuned alternative.
And you know what? I actually don’t even care anymore.
It used to be that as a die-hard rock music fan, I would loudly scoff at anyone who listened to pop music, or who wasn’t game to come to a live show. I thought people who listened to jazz were highly suspect, and that anyone who liked musicals or opera must be 100% lame.
I was a ultimate rock music snob. I loved rock. I still do. In my youth I practically lived for it, skiving off work and skipping family gatherings to go to shows – even if I didn’t know who was playing, or the band wasn’t a particular favourite. I just couldn’t get enough of the vibe, of the energy, and I was constantly on the lookout for the next act I could really get into.
But after many, many years of this singular focus, I started to feel tired. Exhausted, if I’m honest. Looking down on people for their music tastes takes a lot of energy. Keeping at the forefront of the scene takes a lot of time and dedication, and often doesn’t deliver anything great back to you for months at a time.
I realised as I’ve gotten older that I just don’t care that much any more.
If kids these days want to listen to Taylor Swift and One Direction, who am I to judge them? Just because I think they’d get more out of listening to AC/DC and Iggy Pop doesn’t mean they should have to listen to an old man ranting about it. In fact, I’m not even sure that AC/DC and Iggy Pop would be relevant to them.
We came up in a different time, when politics were about the little guy beating back the establishment… not about bombing the living hell out anything that moves. Kids these days are growing up in a dark, ominous world, where their freedoms are increasingly being taken away. It’s hardly surprising they just want to hear songs about easy love and fun parties.
Who can blame them for that?