The music SUCKS!
Bear with me a minute, this is a no shitter.
Look, when I was in High School, we had records and tapes. There wasn’t even such a thing as freaking Compact Discs. Okay? So cut me some slack here.
I had no idea what music WAS back then, damnit.
And then MTV came along.
And I learned that music could be good… but it was still… off.
But there were other sources of music. (thank god)
My friends’ older brother was in college, and a massive deadhead. He had a closet full of bootleg tapes of Grateful Dead concerts going back years and years. From the music he listened to, I got a wide open introduction to 70s hippie music.
Then there were the other kids, whose older brothers were into ‘classic rock’, and so they all thought, if the older kids liked it, it must be cool. So I got introduced hardcore into Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, etc.
I will forever hold Pink Floyd close to my heart. Greatest. Band. Evah! Set the controls for the heart of the sun, mo&*^&*^fu(67!
Anyway, the point is, in high school, all my musical knowledge came from my friends, and what they had learned to like from the example set by their older brothers, sisters, and parents. MTV. Current radio hits. I got into a jazz subculture for a while, rode off to see concerts by Yellowjackets, tons of wierd stuff, hunting for something that would click.
Music was always all around me, no matter where I went or who I met, someone had a new musical interest for me to discover. I took it for granted, because music was everywhere.
In the Marines, it just got… more intense. Thrown together with people from all over the the country, forced to room together, bunk together, party together, you just… you get exposed to every kind of music. Obscure, new, indie, backroom cuts, you name it and you can hear it if music is your thing.
One of my best friends was from Brooklyn, and he introduced me to what at the time was some hot stuff, rap coming from New York, and I got to admit, I enjoyed the vibrancy, the harsh alive take-no-crap anger of some of it… but I passed on getting a rottweiller and wearing wife-beater shirts.
And of course, that’s where I got into my love of obscure stuff from Wierd Al, Dr Demento, Da Yoopers, you know. Even, god help me, filk music.
But I eventually left the Marines. I’m went on the outside.
Now I have a family. I have responsibilities. I have limited funds to go farting around buying CDs.
And I don’t have local friends that shoot me a song to listen to ‘just cause it’s cool’.
The last time someone shot me a song ‘just cause it’s cool’ was Manny, when he emailed me some kickass bagpipe music, some Cthulhu music I’ve shared on the blog, and a CD mix of Mediaeval Babes, which rocked.
But he lives in frakkin Virginia, damnit.
I don’t have friends nearby that pop some fresh stuff into the stereo. I don’t have the money OR the time to browse iTunes for endless hours looking for new music.
What I got, is what I stumble upon on the internet from player-made videos, I got what I find people mention on blogs or personal webspaces (like John Ringos’ website), and I have the CRAP that they pre-package and shove down my throat on the radio when I’m driving to and from work.
I’m warning you, old people don’t lose their love of music, we just don’t get to LIVE in the middle of it like you do in High School, College or the military.
So here’s the deal.
This is RIGHT up my alley. That is absolutely what I am into. Guess what? I never heard the name Flyleaf before.
Thanks to iTunes, I have now. hah.
Look guys, I like Flyleaf. I like Evanescense. I like Cruxshadows. I especially love the harder version of I’m so Sick that Flyleaf did with Legion of Doom, that Baron Soosdon did the video of.
Assume I’m ignorant of all the music you take for granted. If you know about this stuff, that NOT ONE SINGLE RADIO STATION IN THE TWIN CITIES WOULD EVER DREAM OF PLAYING, can you please point me to the names of some bands/songs like that, that I can hunt for on iTunes?