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Friday, July 31, 2009

Is Today's Music Missing the "Feel"?

Other people tend to articulate things way better than I can. I browse a couple of songwriting boards every day on my lunch break (when I get one!), and a writer I admire (who's actually grabbed the brass ring, and has had at least one number one hit song), wrote a couple of days ago, "I no longer like country music as a whole and especially as a pursuit from a writers perspective."

So simple, yet to the point.

I actually don't know who likes country music anymore. At least, not the country music on the radio. I bet I could query a few icons of country music, and if they were honest, they would admit that they don't like the country music that's played on the radio.

The songwriters don't like it. They're just trying to make a living. (I do a lot of stuff I don't like, too, because I have to make a living).

Another board (that's much more amateurish) gives writers a place to post their lyrics, and for the most part, they're just awful. I think it's because they're all trying too hard. Over-thinking stuff just never really worked for me. 99.9% of the songs that I've "over-thought" have never seen the light of day. I recognize crap when I hear it, especially my own.

Music is meant to be felt. Yea, technically, it's meant to be "heard", but a true music lover knows what I mean. If you're not feeling it, forget it.

My favorite songs aren't "technically" perfect. I don't like my music sterile. It makes me wonder why the four million, five hundred thousand, two hundred and fifty two songwriters out there are so worried about finding the perfect (yet clever!) rhyme for nights. (Me included).

Just feel it, and maybe the rest will take care of itself.

On a related note, my favorite blogger, Craig Bickhardt, posted A Blissful Surrender this week. Poetic, as always.

And so, so true.