Dear All,
Last night, up until I don’t know when, I contemplated my taste in music as my player shuffled randomly between techno beats and an embarrassingly large number of contemporary female artists.
Now as someone who has trouble deciphering meaning in songs, I don’t really listen to the words much, in fact, most of the time I can’t even make out what they are saying. Perhaps I am too easily distracted from the harps and horns.
I believe a significant strike against soft rock though is its dependence on the “Nah nah, na yay ya ya” bit when the composer can’t think of anything clever to say. I see it as a cop out. I have to write and speak for living too and can you imagine when faced with a similar challenge, me trying the same thing? Nobody would be buying my bit.
Anyways, I concluded with my hands somewhat raised in the air that as soft as I might sometimes be, I would have to side with the good times these three appear to be having and I'm sure they don't understand much of what is being said either...
Go on you mad ravers,
Mw
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