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I am a man with a great love for my Lord, the church and her members, and for coffee, strong and black.
I also have a great love for writing.
Everything I say here is my own opinion. Why in the world would I hold someone else's opinion?

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

music today

One thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, 14 I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. (Philippians 3:13-14)

I’m listening to a song sung by a guy who has been dead for 40 years.  The song before it, half of those people are dead.

The next song, chances are will also have a bunch of dead people in it.

Now, why am I listening to what seems like a gore-fest? I am listening to oldies radio.
I love oldies radio. The music we listened to as young people is far superior to anything that has come since.

But it is sometimes 40 years old music. It would be like my generation listening to music from the roaring 20’s. or even earlier.

It is strange when you ever get to thinking about it. but so many of our generation’s musicians are gone and buried. Sometimes they died under bad circumstances, overdoses, murder, suicide – all kinds of stuff.

But I still listen. And I suppose that I will until I die.

Like one young person said in a blog recently, my generation has a cultural death-grip on America. Our stuff rules.

Of course, one thing the young man didn’t say was that his generation has not produced a fraction of the absolutely beautiful music that ours did. It was a golden age of music. Unfortunately, nothing written today will really be listened to in 40 years. I know that for a fact because I am into music and listen to a lot of stuff.

I asked my 28 year old son what he thought he would be listening to when he was my age. He said, your music probably. He is a musician but even he acknowledges that his music has no real quality to it. Musicians today are technically light years ahead of musician of my generation, but have not produced the songs that will endure.

Oh, well. An old man ranting. Sooner or later, you have to move on to something else. After all, I got rid of the bell-bottoms and long sideburns.

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