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So my father in law's driving me and my wife over to eyeglass factory so's I can get me some new coke bottles (these things are ****ing thick, yo... spacey) and as we're pulling away and he's spinning up one of his "mix" cd's, she starts in on him.
"No no no, I'm not listening to any of this howdy doody old timey ***gy *** bull **** ****-knockery crap!"
to which he replies...
"If you don't like it, you can get out right now!"
The compromise? He plays it anyway, but on a lower volume, and she puts on some headphones connected up to her Droid clone and drowns herself in -her- music.
Me in the back seat and operating on about 30 minutes of sleep in the last 2 days (night shift can eat a ****) I'm casually listening to both! His is... well, old timey stuff, lol though I don't quite share her sentiments it IS fairly dated music. Lots of big band, swing, blues, jazz, then some rock thrown in, jimmy buffet, elvis, and then some great nam-era hits.
Meanwhile she's got these ear-insert phones and the volume up enough so it's actually a bit louder than the car speakers. I hear sleater kinney, 311, bloodhound gang, soul coughing, and our shared favorite, pain.
The sounds REALLY start blending, adding in my sleep deprivation and before you know it the beats in her music is matching the songs in his! Horns... sax, piano, wait a minute. She just spent a good bit of energy eviscerating his musical tastes, and they're listening to the SAME THING (only her's got some Uhn Tiss to it).
So it gets me thinking...
Is this not what all music is? Generation after generation of people, young to old... transitioning their preferred palettes of sound, their flavors of expression. I mean, there IS rhythm in Big Band, it was THE dance music of the time, the clubs were HUGE, arguably bigger than today's like Boston's Axis or Avalon.
Take things back a few hundred years: The Minuet. A nice, simple... waltz. Add in a cut-step, speed up the tempo, drop some of the tones a half step and it goes from high society to speakeasy.
What will happen to US? Will we want to listen to compilations of OUR favorite tunes, 30, 40, 50 years from now and our kids will say the same thing? "Oh, god, Dad not THIS crap, it's so old sounding." And then we listen to their tunes, and it's our tunes, with something else.
Well maybe, but I couldn't help thinking that music ... it's well, it's getting difficult to see just how MORE innovative, rhythmic, atonal, electronic, etc. it can get. Maybe that's because it's happening -right now- and it's impossible to get instant perspective. Maybe the music over the last couple hundred years hasn't changed enough, from say, Swing Low Sweet Chariot to ... oh I dunno, Mother for instance.
Anyway, just some thoughts about music's evolution, and how the younger generations really only need your uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss.
So my father in law's driving me and my wife over to eyeglass factory so's I can get me some new coke bottles (these things are ****ing thick, yo... spacey) and as we're pulling away and he's spinning up one of his "mix" cd's, she starts in on him.
"No no no, I'm not listening to any of this howdy doody old timey ***gy *** bull **** ****-knockery crap!"
to which he replies...
"If you don't like it, you can get out right now!"
The compromise? He plays it anyway, but on a lower volume, and she puts on some headphones connected up to her Droid clone and drowns herself in -her- music.
Me in the back seat and operating on about 30 minutes of sleep in the last 2 days (night shift can eat a ****) I'm casually listening to both! His is... well, old timey stuff, lol though I don't quite share her sentiments it IS fairly dated music. Lots of big band, swing, blues, jazz, then some rock thrown in, jimmy buffet, elvis, and then some great nam-era hits.
Meanwhile she's got these ear-insert phones and the volume up enough so it's actually a bit louder than the car speakers. I hear sleater kinney, 311, bloodhound gang, soul coughing, and our shared favorite, pain.
The sounds REALLY start blending, adding in my sleep deprivation and before you know it the beats in her music is matching the songs in his! Horns... sax, piano, wait a minute. She just spent a good bit of energy eviscerating his musical tastes, and they're listening to the SAME THING (only her's got some Uhn Tiss to it).
So it gets me thinking...
Is this not what all music is? Generation after generation of people, young to old... transitioning their preferred palettes of sound, their flavors of expression. I mean, there IS rhythm in Big Band, it was THE dance music of the time, the clubs were HUGE, arguably bigger than today's like Boston's Axis or Avalon.
Take things back a few hundred years: The Minuet. A nice, simple... waltz. Add in a cut-step, speed up the tempo, drop some of the tones a half step and it goes from high society to speakeasy.
What will happen to US? Will we want to listen to compilations of OUR favorite tunes, 30, 40, 50 years from now and our kids will say the same thing? "Oh, god, Dad not THIS crap, it's so old sounding." And then we listen to their tunes, and it's our tunes, with something else.
Well maybe, but I couldn't help thinking that music ... it's well, it's getting difficult to see just how MORE innovative, rhythmic, atonal, electronic, etc. it can get. Maybe that's because it's happening -right now- and it's impossible to get instant perspective. Maybe the music over the last couple hundred years hasn't changed enough, from say, Swing Low Sweet Chariot to ... oh I dunno, Mother for instance.
Anyway, just some thoughts about music's evolution, and how the younger generations really only need your uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss.
