Posts by Bradley Collins46

Jason Richardson5 said:Man, those accordion players would absolutely tear that song of yours apart with some real musical soul! 🤣

Well, thanks a million—you really gave me a good laugh there! XD

Jason Richardson5 said:Oh, I see! So I guess all electronic music is just garbage then, because apparently 99% of it is produced on some "evil" computer?🙄

My apologies if I overstepped—I suppose if someone uses actual instruments during the songwriting process (aside from an accordion, of course), I should offer my sincerest regrets.

But seriously,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b2uTR0LsRNU — when I mentioned things being done on a computer, I wasn't talking about *that* kind of setup.

Jason Richardson5 said:Is there any actual melody involved here? Any discernible notes at all? To me, if it lacks those elements, it simply isn't music. But then again, perhaps that’s just my perspective. If you find yourself unable to see it that way, well, that sounds more like a personal deficiency on your part than a critique of the art itself. Is it a lack of musicality, or are you just being incredibly narrow-minded? 🤷

Let’s face it: ninety-five percent of what passes for "music" these days is nothing more than some amateur clicking away on a laptop. It’s all sterile, programmed, and utterly soulless. Where is the grit? Where is the heart? That remaining five percent—that tiny, precious sliver of raw, human wailing—is the only thing that actually matters. Is anyone even listening anymore, or have we all just become obsessed with perfection over passion?
So, let me get this straight: I can simply grab some household appliances, manipulate them until they emit certain sounds, weave in some nonsensical verses, and—presto!—I’ve somehow birthed a song? Is that really all it takes these days? It sounds utterly absurd, doesn't it? One minute you're staring at a blender or a toaster, and the next, you're supposedly an artist. Where does the actual craft go in all this chaos?
I’ll admit, I only tolerate that mindless pop garbage when I’m at a party—mostly because I have zero interest in being the resident killjoy—but let’s be honest: that isn't music. It simply isn't.

I honestly have no idea what criteria we’re using to define what actually qualifies as "music" these days, but hey, if people want to listen to that noise, more power to them.

Music is quite literally my entire existence. Whether I am heading to class, sitting through a break, or spiraling into a deep depressive episode, there is always a soundtrack playing in my ears.
If it weren’t for my music addiction, I would actually have to endure the sheer misery of everyday life.