For some time now, music has not been music, but a corporate image force fed to its “fans” with commercial weight absent of anything worth hearing, and overloaded with what may be worth seeing.
At no time will any music now or in the future possess anything resembling a creative lifeforce that grew in the 1920′s, flourished in the 50′s and 60′s, and fizzling out in the mid-to-late 70′s. For so long now music has lacked style while becoming bloated upon gaudyness and imagary. And now, it is too late.
Thank the heavens for my 8 track. At least Edison created the recording device so that the greatness of the past can be heard again… you just need to know where to look.
I attended Rutgers University and played trumpet, piano, and any other valved instrument thru college to this very day..
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