Hello & Welcome

My first blog entry...  Hm.  Honestly, I never thought I would cave to this idea of a public journal.  I mean, seriously!  Firstly, who would even care enough to bother reading this stuff?  And secondly, some things are to remain in the private sphere - as in, not Anywhere where Google can keep track of it and show it to everyone in the universe who searches for me.  That said, there are things I'll say here, and things I will absolutely never say here.  What business is mine will stay mine - and that's that.  But, on to the real meat of this entry...


I love pop music.  I always have, and, don't get me wrong, I still do.  I listen to Lady Gaga, Christina Aguilera, and Britney Spears.  But what pop music has evolved to be?  It takes absolutely no creativity whatsoever to make chord progressions over mad trance beats - which is basically what so much pop music (at least on the radio and music TV stations) has become.  It's disappointing.  I remember when pop music actually had real music, with real melodies.  And it wasn't that long ago, either.


Does music reflect the age, or does the age reflect the music?  Perhaps both.  We are all, in one way or another, a product of our time.  The current time, being, of course, one of instant information, instant gratification.  (I like to call it 'information overload' - blame that on growing up in the country...)  We can hardly pay attention on one thing for more than the length of an average pop song (probably around 2-3 minutes).  We want more, and we want it now - that's the attitude of our age.  Yet did we not bring this age upon ourselves?  Constantly pushing toward getting things done more quickly, more efficiently...  It is an age of ever-growing anxiety in the race against the clock.  And the anxiety is seen in our music.


It takes time to compose a song - even a pop song.  But the time is not taken to write a proper song and melody these days.  The dance beats throb in our ears even when we lie down to sleep at night, and in the morning we wake up tired and unrefreshed - but the coffee and the beat keeps us going.  (At what cost?)  But, I tell you, it is worthless to me.  It's not to say that I don't enjoy the pop music of today - some of it I quite like.  I'm only lamenting the fact that more creativity isn't put into the popular music of my age.