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Today, after what has been a Supernonsense Blog sabbatical,
I have returned to have a good old moan about music. A few weeks ago I was
directed to a music video that had seven million views on YouTube called Bom
Bom by a group who called themselves Sam and the Womp.( Right, I think everyone
knows where this is going...) I watched the video and was confronted by
something that however hard I try, I will never ever ‘un’ see. Let’s just say
the video was like somebody had let loose a group of mental patients into a
studio with blue paint, balloons, and the lost and found box from a Dutch gay
club. This, let’s call it ‘the night soil of a wounded platypus’, got to
number 1 in the charts and the only
positive thing to come out of it was that it got me to write this. I mean music
just gets more and more bizarre as we apparently progress as a race and, to be
honest, I don’t know when it will stop getting weird. I can just imagine in
twenty years time, we will see Korean men in tuxedos dancing and singing with children
about the particular districts that that countries of the world will have been split up
into. Oh wait, that’s already here, now! Fucking Gangam Style in all its
perverted, shitty glory!
Despite this, I have
slowly come to accept the UK singles charts for what they are. I am fine with
those who both listen to ‘chart’ music and find their own interests in music
(even I can admit to liking music that is popular) but I have met endless
numbers of people who think that any album made before the year 2000 was played
to Henry VIII while he had a game of croquet with Hitler along Hadrian’s Wall.
It’s those people, who solely rely on what they are told to listen to, that will
never truly enjoy discovering music. I’m going to let them continue listening
to Bom Bom and whatever the next pitiful excuse for music is and let the real
people get on with the real stuff. It’s called natural selection and it will
eventually have its effect, if we wait long enough... Meanwhile, oh well.
