A couple nights ago in a severely altered state I threw on Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon on vinyl, listening to it through my recent acquired Magnepan 1.7's with a Rotel 1580/1582 amp & preamp driving them.
-- Every government has its secret service branch. America it's CIA; France Deuxieme Bureau; England MI5. NATO also has it's own. A messy job? Well that's when they call on me. Or someone like me. Oh yes by the way, my name is Drake, John Drake'
It just goes to show that internet musicians work hard and don't forget their roots. Even though they've "made it" in the traditional sense they are still producing their new stuff for the youtube audience that made them famous in the first place.
Wow speaking phrases through a modulator with some techno crap in the background passes for music today? No wonder they industry is in trouble.
Face it. We live in an age of Digital Signal Processors and Autotune. They said the same crap about the industry 20 years ago when Rap first hit the scene. "How much musical talent does talking take?" But here we are, 20 years later and some people are doing amazing things with loopers, synthesizers and vocal processors while Hip Hop has emerged from Rap to become a respectable genre.
Face it. Woody Guthrie and his acoustic folk songs are the sort of stuff my 89 year old dad listens to nowadays.
But if you can encapsulate a pure emotion into a 3 minute piece that gets you a-shakin' and a-boppin' then you've done something to be proud of.
Britney may not have attained immortality with this tune, but "Work Bitch" is a powerful lyric and the music is pleasant enough to listen to.
Honestly, if she'd performed this without all the eye candy and jarring imagery of the video you might even have found your own toes a tappin'.
I say it's all good and it's all art, and I happily live in an age where a tune of merit can get the same exposure on the internet be it a recording superstar or just some talented unknown slaving away in his garage studio.
Check out »soundcloud.com sometime and give a listen to the sound of a billion starving artists out there all screaming to be heard at once. Some of the artists may amaze you.
They don't make musicians, or music like this any more, which is a real shame. -- No, I didn't. Honest... I ran out of gas. I... I had a flat tire. I didn't have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn't come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from out of town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake.......