You may call it Pop Music but it makes me sick! P-Diddy, J-Lo, Britney Spears, Vanilla Ice, ABBA; it's all the same to me. Just some cheap music written by an Accountant, performed by a moron and packaged for an all too naïve pre-teen audience. Perhaps you like Pop Music, I don't. It's music that tastes great, easily digested, but only to become tomorrow's shit. One week it's J-Lo and her new hit single, the clothes she's wearing, her unstable relationships. Week after she's clichéd, blasé, the butt of jokes...old-school. Now here comes (insert any name here) who is fresh, a driving force in a new artistic form, cool, hip, dressing flashy, everyone and their sister is singing their tunes. J-LO is out, (insert any name here) is in. This is the life of a Pop phenom.
I hate this music because it's cheap: the melody's are too simple, the lyrics too predictable and juvenile, it's life is short-lived. One week the nation is dancing to the tune, in the next everyone denies even liking the song. Something else is in... hip.
This music is created by venture capitalists who hire professional song writers or who write the material themselves. Next they hire some unknown talent and sign them to an unreasonable contract. They book time in a studio, record the song and heavily promote their “new wonder kind” to every 12-year old in the country who wouldn't know any better. They plaster their “wonder kind” on backpacks, lunch boxes, sell their 50-page biographies, and film them for an upcoming reality TV show. The darling new “wonder kind” eventually turns into a super-bitch diva or some pampas-asshole, and demand the world's respect since the course of history revolves around them.
Female “wonder kinds” wear hardly nothing at all so every prepubescent boy will jerk-off to their likeness; this sells albums you know.
Young girls follow suit who want to look as stunning as their half-nude idols so they can impress the boys, this of course sells albums as well. Male “wonder kinds” follow a different route, they dress neatly in expensive garb, they play up the sensitive guy thing and etc. Young girls dig this, considering that they never met a real guy who acts like this. Their boy classmates make fun of their idol, only to solidify the young girls commitment to their male “wonder kind”. This is how they sell their music or as we should more accurately say, “cash-flow”. A simple melody, elementary lyrics, and glamorous imagery. It's not about the music-they don't care about the music-it's all about the cash-flow my friend.
This is music that dumbs one down to the lowest-common denominator. Pop Music managers took a lesson from tobacco companies, where they reasoned that if cigarettes are “nicotine-delivery systems,” then they can turn music into “cash-flow delivery systems.” It's not about the artistry, it's about the promotion of feel good devices (images, lifestyles, power, a comfortable tempo) in order to make a buck or two. Those who don't care for this crap are relegated to the out crowd, which gives the Pop Music fan another reason to buy this garbage: the need to stay cool. Quantity goes up while quality goes down, get my point?
This is why I hate Pop Music and that cool factor they try to sell us. Personally I don't care what is cool or what is hot (I thank my punk roots for that). I like music that is honest and is the sole-expression of the composer/performer. I like music which represents things that are important to me, things that I can identify with such as being yourself and doing what is important to you. I like everything from hardcore punk to baroque classical and almost everything in between.