the killers, probably the most modern band i have on my sansa (because i can't use an ipod) perfomed a song called Glamorous Indie Rock & Roll, it was on their album Hot Fuss which shares a name with a film starring simon pegg. the killers are probably second to my superb s-club 7 my favourite band from my generation. although both of these bands were quite popular in the late 90's which is quite a long time ago in terms of the way the music industry works, therefore i have quite a strong dislike for modern music. today i logged onto my spotify account and i pressed to listen to the radio: on the radio you can select which genre of music you want to listen too being born in the wrong generation i chose 80's (my favourite) and my ears were aroused by the 20 minute keyboard solos of pink floyd, blown to peices like mr keelans gerbils on a firework by the guitar solos of led zeppelin and queen; stimulated by the rythms of A-ha, OMD and excited in an non erotic manner by the vocals of Elton John or as i call him Old reg who likes the man veg. sadly however as the music technology has improved in quantity it has not been it terms of quality who wants to listen to the rubbish rapping over the top of the ghost busters theme tune, who wants to listen to the strange booms that abduct the lyrical masterpeices of hits from bygone years. Me. yes it is I JPJ Sanders yet again about to declare the usual war against the unfortunate topic that has got on my nerves because people have been involved somewhere down the line (as you have guessed i'm not a fan of people) so todays war is against the music industry for destroying the songs that were once decent songs with riveting rythms and lovely lyrics.
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| my superb s-club 7 |
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my awesome A-ha
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everywhere you look today in the music industry it is filled with rumpy bumpy fluid stained lyrics, or about a females body parts that i personally find repulsing (as you know or guessed i don't know a lot of girls my age). or they've taken a song kidnapped the melody and chorus and tried to add a harmonising layer of (c)rap over the original lyrics creating confusion for me in the classroom when people are brainwashed into believing that the original artist is the one who has robbed the original artists work. to me your music taste describes you as a person for example i like pink floyd who go on for about half an hour not really achieving a lot but gives the interpretation that you've done for positive reasons and that your not a lonely, neglected, boring, aspergic, offensive, bigoted person who has nothing better to do than moan and has done it so often that he now puts his feelings about things into a blog called 'THE JPJ SANDERS WAR ON EVERYTHING'. also the name of the band says a lot about the person, A-ha not afraid to shock or surprise; Queen know what they want and are certain of the ultimate fortune and priviliges; Pink Floyd prepared to go against the stereotype, not caring who they offend on the way to achieve their goal. although in todays music industry they all have names like DJ Dipstick and use their nickname of Tinchy (he was on never mind the buzzcocks which is how i am aware of him) or Rizzle whose 'acts' i'm marooned with on a daily basis either from behind in maths from a certain Mr Robertson or they are plastered all over my facebook wall by these non sensical lyrics of which they speak through the microphone grasped in such a way it would appear to be a slapping salmon with a never ending battery supply. in my omniscient, omnibenevolent (sort of), omnipotent opinion people who are absorbed by that sort of music is very fickel the sort of person who would wear those poofta pumps and carpet like cardigans that belong to their older sisters. additionally back when my beautiful boys from Norway A-ha and probably the only mixed band i'll ever like s-club were in their height their music videos were cheesy and of relatively low expense or in A-ha's case a mixture of acting and cartoon animation which when combined give me fits of excitment especially when it's during a concert that i've been waiting for since i was about 5. although nowadays it's about women and ruffians covered in pyked bling next to an alloy wheeled 4x4 with a variety of women clad in bazoomba supporters and letter box coverers that barely do there supposed job.
music is called music for a reason it is the combination of layers which include different aspects of the music world integrated together harmonise to form a peice of musical creation called a song. without the harmonising bit it's not a song it's a peice of music containing layers of music including vocal lyrics which are the most important part of a song as that's what makes it a song and not an instrumental peice by a number of musicians playing together at the same time to form a peice of music. i wouldn't say i'm a big music fan, i know i'm not i like a limited genre of music and even then i'm remarkably critical of even the artists i like, however i know why they used to be called artists and not rappers or idiots in stupid acts that say terrible poetry at an incredibly fast rate making as much sense as i do when i go off on a tangent; it's because they had to engage their brain to integrate the lyrics and make them harmonise with their fellow musicians rather than stand in the studio with a microphone clasped between their metrosexual mitts talking along to a already harmonising perfectly fine peice of musical culture that is about to be disintergrated and downgraded to nothing but another song who's copyright has run out and is now adequate to be destroyed by a uneducated ruffian ridden tone death womenly dressed tramp. it's a real shame that people who once had a firm grip on what went on in the music industry has been overthrown by investers who lack musical taste and rythm. no more swaying along slowly to the groan of rod stewart, repeating the improvisations of Freddie Mercury, no more imaginary keyboard playing to the fast moving fingers of A-ha's keyboard player Magne. in fact you can't actively participate or replicate any of todays music unless you have a multi million pound recording studio as well as sound proofing to abide to health and safety noise pollution laws. so music industry your former acquantices may have admitted defeat but i never will so possums lets unite and make a new sound of the underground, bring back the ridiculous stupid long keyboard solos, cut off those stupid fringes, give todays boy bands testosterome because the war is not over till the fat lady sings! it may be for thee, but over my dead martyred body will it be for me!
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