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The Quality of Modern Popular Music
This is meant to be an open-ended discussion--I don't want the parameters to be too rigid. What do you think of popular music, in the present and/or in the past, and how does it fare as artistic product?
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Here's my opinion. Feel free to post your own without reading it. I apologize in advance if I offend anyone--that is not my purpose, although I'm aware it's a necessary side effect of criticizing any musical trend. Take comfort in the fact that you probably think plenty of what I listen to is awful, and we can agree to disagree.
It's very popular and easy to say x about modern music is negative and was better in the past. I do not believe there is less good music now than there ever has been--in fact, with how accessible creating, recording, and distributing music has become, I'd bet the opposite is true. However, I firmly believe that popular music has taken a nosedive in the past couple of decades. Music is part of our cultural legacy--it's what we will leave behind for future generations that have forgotten all (or most) of our individual names and aspire to catalog our dreams, desires, and motivations. This is important.
Here is an example of popular music from the late 1960s. Simon and Garfunkel were played frequently on the radio and, being featured in The Graduate, were about as culturally relevant as a musical duo can get.
As one of their best songs, I think it speaks for itself.
Other artists, like the Beatles, would write many trivial and silly songs, but would take music to new heights, setting off chain reactions that arguably led to higher pursuits in music and entirely new genres. If the lyrics weren't always brilliant, the melodies were rich, psychedelic, innovative, even gorgeous. The Moody Blues may have been kitsch, but they were sincere kitsch and at the very least were musically ambitious. Metal bands, spiritual successors to the psychadelic movement carried on this tradition--the lyrics are rarely as poetic as Simon and Garfunkel's, but they're at least somewhat lucid, and the skilled musicianship is often the focus anyway. However, folk, prog, etc. managed to maintain a high standard of lyricism in at least some acts. There is both technical and lyrical brilliance in spades, even in popular acts, in the early 1970s. Where music is hopelessly sappy, not technically proficient, and appealing to, arguably, the lowest common denominator--see John Denver--at least it's shot right through with pure, primal, universal emotion. At least almost all of what we've got left--from the grittiest, grimiest, dumbest heavy metal to the most vapid retirement home-friendly easy listening music and all the good/bad/brilliant/stupid stuff in between--had some kind of soul. Like art!
All of this music was made before my time, and I was introduced to most of it well into my teenage years, so nostalgia is not a factor.
Here's will.i.am. I tried to find one of the best Simon and Garfunkel songs, and I am sincerely trying to do the same for this character, though I can't be sure. There's some explicit language, but honestly, this seems to be one of his more palatable songs.
Art should enrich the soul, should take us to a higher spiritual plane or illuminate our innermost thoughts and emotions. It should tell people something about us.
I am not so concerned that this type of music exists, but that it seems to be forming a picture of our collective cultural legacy. To be sure, there are still plenty of talented musicians--see Fleet Foxes, Iron & Wine, the revival of Swans, etc.--but in "The Big Picture," it's absolutely buried by will.i.am, Pit bull, Bieber, Katy Perry, Nicki Minaj. If the long road history helps clear the air of forgettable garbage that may have co-existed alongside the good stuff of an era--much like we've forgotten all the forgettable 60s bands and we remember The Beatles--then popular consensus seems to be that our generation is to be represented solely by pounding beats, lyrics about sex, and vapid grade school philosophy about believing in yourself.
If this were one or two artists or bands, that'd be expected and fine. But it seems to be everyone. Is there anything pure or beautiful left in the most-listened-to music?
Who among these artists is profound? Who helps illuminate and describe our moral conscience? Who writes our collective poetry?
Talented bands with middling popularity that, for the most part, may be forgotten by all but their fans by the time I have grandchildren.
This is meant to be an open-ended discussion--I don't want the parameters to be too rigid. What do you think of popular music, in the present and/or in the past, and how does it fare as artistic product?
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Here's my opinion. Feel free to post your own without reading it. I apologize in advance if I offend anyone--that is not my purpose, although I'm aware it's a necessary side effect of criticizing any musical trend. Take comfort in the fact that you probably think plenty of what I listen to is awful, and we can agree to disagree.
It's very popular and easy to say x about modern music is negative and was better in the past. I do not believe there is less good music now than there ever has been--in fact, with how accessible creating, recording, and distributing music has become, I'd bet the opposite is true. However, I firmly believe that popular music has taken a nosedive in the past couple of decades. Music is part of our cultural legacy--it's what we will leave behind for future generations that have forgotten all (or most) of our individual names and aspire to catalog our dreams, desires, and motivations. This is important.
Here is an example of popular music from the late 1960s. Simon and Garfunkel were played frequently on the radio and, being featured in The Graduate, were about as culturally relevant as a musical duo can get.
[video=youtube;nntOYUODSV0]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nntOYUODSV0[/video]
As one of their best songs, I think it speaks for itself.
Other artists, like the Beatles, would write many trivial and silly songs, but would take music to new heights, setting off chain reactions that arguably led to higher pursuits in music and entirely new genres. If the lyrics weren't always brilliant, the melodies were rich, psychedelic, innovative, even gorgeous. The Moody Blues may have been kitsch, but they were sincere kitsch and at the very least were musically ambitious. Metal bands, spiritual successors to the psychadelic movement carried on this tradition--the lyrics are rarely as poetic as Simon and Garfunkel's, but they're at least somewhat lucid, and the skilled musicianship is often the focus anyway. However, folk, prog, etc. managed to maintain a high standard of lyricism in at least some acts. There is both technical and lyrical brilliance in spades, even in popular acts, in the early 1970s. Where music is hopelessly sappy, not technically proficient, and appealing to, arguably, the lowest common denominator--see John Denver--at least it's shot right through with pure, primal, universal emotion. At least almost all of what we've got left--from the grittiest, grimiest, dumbest heavy metal to the most vapid retirement home-friendly easy listening music and all the good/bad/brilliant/stupid stuff in between--had some kind of soul. Like art!
All of this music was made before my time, and I was introduced to most of it well into my teenage years, so nostalgia is not a factor.
Here's will.i.am. I tried to find one of the best Simon and Garfunkel songs, and I am sincerely trying to do the same for this character, though I can't be sure. There's some explicit language, but honestly, this seems to be one of his more palatable songs.
[video=youtube;VRuoR--LdqQ]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VRuoR--LdqQ[/video]
Art should enrich the soul, should take us to a higher spiritual plane or illuminate our innermost thoughts and emotions. It should tell people something about us.
I am not so concerned that this type of music exists, but that it seems to be forming a picture of our collective cultural legacy. To be sure, there are still plenty of talented musicians--see Fleet Foxes, Iron & Wine, the revival of Swans, etc.--but in "The Big Picture," it's absolutely buried by will.i.am, Pit bull, Bieber, Katy Perry, Nicki Minaj. If the long road history helps clear the air of forgettable garbage that may have co-existed alongside the good stuff of an era--much like we've forgotten all the forgettable 60s bands and we remember The Beatles--then popular consensus seems to be that our generation is to be represented solely by pounding beats, lyrics about sex, and vapid grade school philosophy about believing in yourself.
If this were one or two artists or bands, that'd be expected and fine. But it seems to be everyone. Is there anything pure or beautiful left in the most-listened-to music?
Who among these artists is profound? Who helps illuminate and describe our moral conscience? Who writes our collective poetry?
Talented bands with middling popularity that, for the most part, may be forgotten by all but their fans by the time I have grandchildren.
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