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Distorted Music Makes Honorary Oxymoron

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I don’t know how old you are, but I’m like three hundred and twenty seven. One thing I know for sure is that this next statement has nothing to do with age. Distorted music is the opposite of every good thing about music.


(You know I’m going to throw out my disclaimer right?) When I say distorted music, I’m not talking about music that has a guitar riff being played by a guy with a distortion pedal, nor am I referring to some kind of avant-garde, punk, heavy metal, skaw, jazz fusion from Detroit, (which I’m a huge fan of by the way). This also has nothing to with volume level, (directly). I’m talking about music being played in direct violation of the recommended physical limits of the equipment that it’s being played through.


For example, the hippies playing Hacky Sack in the park with their jam box, blaring Grateful Dead through twenty year old, pot smoke covered speakers that sound like wet cardboard is a classic. The redneck party cranking Skynard with one speaker, that’s lost the woofer, lying sideways on the porch of the trailer home is another good one. Then there’s the ’96 Bonneville with duct taped bumper, extensive body damage and three tire “donuts” rollin’ down the street, kickin’ the bass so hard that it’s leaving a trail of nuts and bolts behind it. Recently, there’s the MP3, ear bud people with the music bouncing off their mushy brains and slipping out the side of there ears. All of these are great illustrations of distorted music.


The whole point of listening to music is to enjoy it and when the speakers are cracking, smoking, vibrating and ripping apart you’ve lost the whole reason to listen. Loud music is fun, (occasionally) but you need to have the system to support it. Still, your level of enjoyment increases when the decibel meter is at a pleasurable mark. If you’ve ever listened to a phonograph record on a high fidelity sound system, you know that high quality equipment really makes a difference.


How many John Cusack movies can you find in the above?


Egg On!

Ramblin’ Rooster

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January 25, 2009 at 5:01 am

Good Beat Still Needs Good Words, Right?

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My favorite kind of music doesn’t fit into one category or genre, but it does have one commonality. A good beat. No, scratch that, an awesome, ass shaking, make you want to leave your seat, beat is more like it.

Techno, Hip Hop, and some rock usually fill the bill, although Techno can get old fast in its monotonous structure. Just to make sure we’re clear, when I say Techno, I mean all that crap like house, club, street, grind or whatever other nonsense label they throw on it. I like Techno because its rarely vocal driven. So when I’m in the mood to groove, but don’t want to listen to signing, I turn to Techno. Rock is a difficult one for me. There’s just so much garbage out under the “rock” designation. It always has been that way, since its creation. For every decent rock band, there are fifty lame ones and for every great rock band, there are five hundred terrible ones. Most of the rock bands I like have incredible drummers. Without a solid, driving beat, I just can’t get into it. Hip Hop is the leader in groove beat deliverance. Again, to clarify, when I say Hip Hop I’m referring to funk, rap, gangsta rap, soul, or what have you. I’m sure there are a lot of music theorists out there that would love to tell me how wrong I am, but I can’t take the time to break them into separate categories man!

The only problem I have with Hip Hop, (most of the time) is the lyrical content, no, not the vulgarity or degradation of women, just the lack of substance. Don’t get me wrong, there’s a lot of bad poetry, (song lyrics) out there. I’m not trying to exclude the other offenders out there, but Hip Hop seems to have a very small window of subject matter in its popular titles.

Also, it’s so demanding. It always wants me to do something, whether it’s to shake, bounce, jump, get low, put me hands in the air, push, roll, shimmy, dance, slide, or covet other people’s possessions or body parts. It’s just a lot of pressure. I love listening to the music, but I just want to listen, not do a work out. The worst of all is the romantic ballad style songs. The “lines” that most of the world have a good laugh at, (crap like “if I told you, you had a nice body, would you hold it against me?”) is better than some of the lyrics in these songs.

Yet, in light of all this I still listen. Even when the lyrics make me cringe because they’re so horrible, I’m still groovin’ while I’m listening. In the same way people who complain about new movies with fancy CGI special effects cancel out the need for good stories, dialogue and acting, Hip Hop music doesn’t seem to be suffering from the decline of lyrical value. Even the crappiest of crappy Hip Hop songs usually have pretty cool beats.

So maybe it doesn’t matter what people say anymore… where’s that leave me and this damn blog?

Egg On!

Ramblin’ Rooster

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November 30, 2008 at 4:29 am