I’m not a child of the 50’s or 60’s. The era of my musical conscience starts with the 80’s. That said, I have always considered myself a person who can appreciate quality music—no matter the genre. So, as I listen across the landscape of what the world has to offer these days, I find that I am utterly disappointed by what I hear.
The music of now lacks the soul, spirit, and awareness that the music of the 60’s and 70’s wrought with such ease. There are no modern day Marvin Gaye’s, James Taylor’s, Aretha Franklin’s, or Carole King’s for us to relate to, just a bunch of mildly talented singer/songwriters who no one is likely to recall a decade from now.
It’s sad, really, because I hate to think that the best music my children will ever listen to will have to come courtesy of my iTunes collection.
Admittedly, there are under-appreciated artists out there who aren’t getting their due, but they are harder to find than they used to be and the music industry appears more interested in promoting the bad than the good.
Either way, music like this…\”People Get Ready\” by Curtis Mayfield
this…\”Into The Mystic\” by Van Morrison
aren’t likely to come around again—anytime soon.