An Amusing Musing On Music: An Open Letter To My Girlfriend

An Amusing Musing On Music: An Open Letter To My Girlfriend

This is not a criticism, I promise.

You know when your teacher used to call you in to class after school with your parents (I know that you probably never experienced that, you were smart and I liked tearing my shorts and wearing eyeliner), and explain that you weren’t in trouble, they just wanted to work out some stuff, this is like that.

Except I am actually right; I don’t hate your music taste, nor do I actively seek to remove myself from its presence, even though you would disagree to the extreme. I just think you should broaden your horizons. Triple J doesn’t need to be the be all and end all of your musical knowledge; it should be only the beginning, a gateway to so much music that will never make it on to the radio.

When I discuss folk with you, you tell me you love Mumford and Sons and Jake Bugg, but don’t like listening to “old” stuff. Only a fool would listen to these artists (plus the hoards more that I listen to everyday when you don’t let me put on my iPod) and not understand where they come from. The beauty of Dylan, the majesty of Neil Young, even the folky rock of Creedence Clearwater Revival are all so prevalent in this music it almost hurts, yet you, and so many others refuse to open their minds to it, or do it ironically (Fuck you Bob Dylan T-shit wearers who haven’t listened to “Don’t think twice, it’s alright” and not hated someone). I am not saying don’t listen to modern music, hell nearly all my bands I love are from the nineties or later, but I appreciate their ancestors.

Travel here through the power of meditative listening

Travel here through the power of meditative listening

You tell me you love punk music, and then name FIDLAR or Wavves and stop. I beg you to listen to their ancestors, the Trash Men (and not just of Surfin’ Bird fame), the Ramones and even the Descendants, Punk bands that paved the way for the scene today. These are fine records from fine bands that are just ignored because the Doctor wants to play more fucking Kanye (I will state from the start, I don’t hate Kanye West, but I reserve a lot of mean spirited comments for the Doctor).

You have such good qualities, please open your mind, its all I ask. If you love Tame Impala so much, give Kyuss, give Zeppelin, hell give the Grateful Dead a listen. Get right into them, get high in your room and pretend you are at Woodstock, at least I know you are getting a proper education. Because in the end this is what our teachers were trying to say and do, teach us about the right things, not just let us stuff around and have fun. Because to quote my old primary school teacher Mr Andrews “something’s are just too important to not understand.”

-Dechlan 

 

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