Monday, 9 April 2012

On genres.

Just a word about music genres: They are worthless.
A typical everyday conversation between me, and others often goes like this, "What kind of music do you like?" "Metal." "Cool." ... A few minutes/hours/days/weeks/months pass and I happen to mention my affection for, say, Blink-182 and BAM "Whoa, wait! I thought you liked metal and now you're tellin' me you listen to blink? You listen to pop-punk but you like metal?..."

Here's the thing it doesn't matter if you're a raging metal head with straight black hair down to your knees, ten pounds of metal punched through every orifice in your body, six inch platforms, and Norwegian death metal blaring out of your iPod at any given moment, if you wanna kick back and listen to Sonny and Cher once in a while then more power to you!

Genres are simply a way of segregating and organising bands into categories in a record store... Last time I checked we're not records, and we're not being organised into a rack. "Hey you, yeah you with the pink mohawk over there - don't even think about talking to the kids in plaid shirts."

So whatever, let's all just love and enjoy music - not genres, but MUSIC. (Oh, and this has absolutely nothing to do with the history, or culture, or empowerment of movements etc. I'm just talking straight up categorising).

Music genres are worthless boundaries.

Now I'm off to go listen to Jimmy Eat World. Party on.

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