So here it is April of 2016 and we have lost quite a few music legends. Most were a bit of a shock and made you think that maybe our idols aren't immortal. You then start to think of your own mortality and how one day someone maybe saying the same thing about you. How they couldn't believe that you're gone or that you passed so young. You start to remember recording songs on the radio and waiting for that stupid DJ to stop talking over your favorite song. How seeing Madonna's "Vogue" cassette tape cover gave you all sorts of feelings and seeing Depeche Mode's "Enjoy the Silence" on Mtv for the first time. Those goosebump moments and the bewildered amazement of discovering something new and exciting. Something for your very own. Something to cling onto. Something that was magical. Sadly, I don't think those times exist much anymore with social media and streaming. I'll never the days hanging out at the record store to pick up the latest album or staying up late on a Sunday night watching 120 Minutes. Sometimes I feel sorry for this generation and the upcoming generations because everything is instant gratification. You don't rely on Zines or Spin magazine to read interviews and reviews about your favorite artist. You don't get mixtapes from friends or have a car full of cd folders. Of course there are pros to the musical world we live in today; but sometimes I reminisce about the days of no phones, no internet, and real musicians. No American Idol, no YouTube stars, no reality shows. You start realizing you're getting older as technology changes. It changes so fast that your new iPhone will become old news within months. Your once favorite hangout joint welcomes the newer generation and it's suddenly not the crappy bar anymore. They have leather couches, fancy lighting, and curtains have covered up band posters. You are getting older and your idols are going to die. They are indeed human. Like everyone else they will die someday too. I didn't cry when Bowie or Prince died, but just had this heavy feeling in my chest and stomach. Like someone had just let the air out of my balloon. Even though they have died, it still hasn't processed yet. I still just think Bowie is off in the studio making new music or taking a break. And maybe he is? I mean, let's just say wherever we go when we die the music will definitely be good! Prince on the other hand is going to be different for me to just keep out of mind, because I kept up with him on Twitter. I even bought his last album HitnRun Phase 2 for my boyfriend from the Electric Fetus record store in Minneapolis. You have to wonder who we'll have left once our legends have all passed and are merely a once a year tribute on our Facebook newsfeed? Who is the artist of today that will be remembered as such? Truthfully, I can't name any. Remember your favorite artist now. Play their music, buy their music, and go see them live. Do it while you can and while they can. All you will be left with is the music, the memories, the concerts, and videos. All comforting, but nothing like the real thing.
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AuthorAngela Marie. I like writing. I like music. I have thoughts falling from my head. Archives
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