I think that pretty much sums up popular music.Taylor Swift( f T-Pain)'s Thug Story (Big Machine) makes me want to put my fist through the television, and I don't own a television. It makes me want to buy a television just to destroy it.
Stuff like this always reminds me of Bill Hicks's quote:
"Oh come on, Bill, they're the New Kids, don't pick on them, they're so good and they're so clean cut and they're such a good image for the children." Fuck that! When did mediocrity and banality become a good image for your children? I want my children to listen to people who fucking rocked! I don't care if they died in puddles of their own vomit! I want someone who plays from his fucking heart!”You know, it's not even how bad this is that gets to me--tons of music is bad and most of it is totally irrelevant--it's that you know fat Middle American women who watch CMT and go to Curves (not understanding why the thirty whole minutes of walking in place they do each week fails to burn off the fat from their daily crate of Entenmann's) are thinking this is brilliant, and some idiot studio executive is congratulating himself for being a genius, even though he really just ripped of a meme that has been circulating for about a quarter century.
(Well, the specific instance of the meme--white people trying to rap--is about that old. The more general version--white people making fun of black people, while pretending not to be racist about it--has been around for much much longer.)
That's right, I made something up and then got all mad about it.
Well, at least I'm not thinking about Michael Jackson anymo... fuck.