Thursday, June 30, 2011

'New' Music.

Okay, I've listened to some fairly ridiculous music in my time, as I'm sure a lot of people have.

But I'm sure it's not just my imagination when I listen to new bands and new music and think that it just isn't good.
I guess it's a kind of 'In my day, we had real music!' thing, but just because something's trite, doesn't make it any less true.

It's just a bit disconcerting to turn on music television and watch as four different bands and videos play but sound exactly the same.
There is too much new music. I feel like these people think that it's easier to be in a band than it is to try and get their 'messages' across in any other way.

Really, when you consider it, there's only so much ground that can be covered before everything starts sounding and looking the same.

Take for example my niece's favourite band, Black Veil Brides. They're just...I can't even...I don't know what the point of them is.
The thing about Black Veil Brides is that their music is kind of alright (if you don't mind music that sounds like children impersonating Def Leppard and Bring Me The Horizon), but they look completely ridiculous. This is not 70s glam rock, guys. You are not KISS.
Also, it's all well and good being friends with Motley Crue, but if you're fronting a completely different band, do not call yourself AndySixx. Just don't do it.
The truth is, they try to convey quite a positive message to kids; it's just difficult to take them seriously.

I don't want to sound like a musical purist; really it's impossible for me to sound like that considering some of the music I listen to and my penchant for 90s boybands.

My point is that I think that people should start appreciating the decent music that already exists and actually taking time to appreciate classic artists instead of writing off established artists in favour of looking for the newest band just for the sake of being hipster.

"My favourite band? Oh. they're this underground nu-metal/electro-rock hybrid called 'The Point of my Existence' you've probably never heard of them."
Please. Just please. Go away.

There is nothing wrong with liking a band that already has a massive fanbase. If anything, it's proof that they are genuinely talented and not just a replica of the latest indie-rock or screamo outfit that have had their faces plastered on the front of Kerrang! magazine.

This isn't to say that those people have no talent; this is to say that those people need to hone their creative output so that it's actually their creative output.

If you are one of these exclusive new music fans, I am now openly inviting you to meet some wonderful people. (Note how none of these songs sound the same.)

The Who


Jimi Hendrix

Def Leppard

Monday, June 27, 2011

Girls Who Read.

I just came across this amazing passage by Rosemarie Urquico and I felt the need to share.

"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes."

Is it ridiculous to say that this moved me to tears? It probably is, but in all honesty, I don't care.
There is nothing in the world that I connect to more than language; more than words.

My entire childhood was crafted by my imagination; by the words somebody else had laid out in front of me that let me create a place that I felt comfortable in. I will always be grateful to the people that pushed me to make real things that I never thought would exist outside of my imagination.

I'm not a 'Grammar Nazi' and I'm not a pedant. I value the structure and the sound and the elegance of language and I value the impact that it can have on people.

So I'm going to stop gushing on the internet about how much I love it and instead I'm going to finish my writing.