Facebook has brought to my attention the existence of more and more people who are failing to fill in the ever telling music field and in preference of joining more retarded groups.( Omg I don’t know what to do with my other arm when I spoon . LOLOLOLZZZZ.)
Facebook’s persistent minifeeds alerted me recently that a friend ( I use the term loosely. Hello random dude that dacked me in front of my crush in grade 2, OMG we can totally be friends. Its been aaaages what are YOU doing now? Lets catch up for coffee!!1!!) added ‘whatever I can dance and sing along to’ to her list of favourite music.
What? No! ‘Whatever’s on the radio’ does not only not constitute a preference in music, it merely points out to me that chances are you’re kinda a dull twat who is unfortunate enough to have never explored the plethora of music available to them. It seems so short-sighted to have witnessed the great joy that all kinda of non-commercial music brings people all around the world and refuse to partake in any experimentation yourself.
Not to say that the radio doesn’t offer us a great deal of pop goodies, followed by rnb goodies followed by another fucking Fergie song, followed by an ad for erectile dysfunction that I’m pretty sure Fergie Ferg is universally responsible for anyway.
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- Disclaimer: This is mostly neurotic self-involved drivel about my experiences with music of the "punk rock" persuasion. These musings can also be found in Melbourne's BEAT magazine each week. Please note, I am not an authority on this music, or any other aspect of this apparent 'scene', but I get bored, I like to write AND I get paid to do this so as Wilhelm Scream so aptly put it, 'the kids can eat a big bag of dicks'.
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