Music | One Life to Laugh


Today I’d like to take the time to talk about something very near and dear to me…something that actually helps to define a part of who I am…something that I am passionate about, and that I quite honestly believe that I can’t live without…and something that my generation is choking the life out of so quickly that even American Idol winners’ careers can’t keep up.


I should probably preface this entire post by saying that this is my opinion, and not the opinion of every millennial out there…which is really too bad, because if every millennial felt the way I do, then we could go back to real music, real talent, and real hope for the future. Although this is only my view of things, I feel the need to apologize to every person that was born in the 50s, 60s, and 70s, and still have a love for the classics that you grew up with. You were a generation that brought so much in great music to the table, and it made the charts and survived to become crowd pleasers even today. For that, I salute you.

This is the gripe I have: it’s not that this new “music” exists. If you love Lady Gaga, then by all means, express yourself. All I’m saying is that you’d probably love Madonna too, since she did it first. We of the younger generation tend to walk around like OUR music is the greatest thing that ever happened, and that it’s all original and happened outside of “old fart” music. My biggest regret is that we don’t have more people teaching music history to kids, so that they can learn that nothing in today’s music is original, except for the concept that if I repeat 6 words over and over for 4 minutes to a drum machine that it counts as music.

Not all that long ago I was in a shop that sells collectibles, old photographs, etc…they had the classic picture of John Lennon, with the round glasses and looking straight at the camera:

John Lennon | One Life to Laugh This teenage girl was looking at it, and finally turned around and went “Sara, come look at this! It’s Harry Potter!”. Holding back vomit, I explained to her that it was John Lennon, from the Beatles. She replied “Isn’t that that old band that did the Yellow Submarine song? I don’t really listen to old music.”.

If you are her parents, be aware I will be hunting you down.

Think that’s bad? Today’s artists still do a lot of sampling, taking bits and pieces from classics and throwing into their electronic mix. I was at a dance recital for a friend of mine’s daughter, and one of the young ladies got up on stage to dance to Etta Jame’s “Something’s Got a Hold On Me” (Good Feeling)…beautiful song. A younger mother sitting behind me mutters “She totally stole this from Flo Rida”…ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Etta James wrote that with Leroy Kirkland and Pearl Woods and released it in ’62. It peaked at number 4 on the Billboard Charts. It’s been covered and sampled by a dozen artists, including Pretty Lights, Christina Aguilera, Avicii, and Jessica Mauboy. But Flo Rida…oh, he grabbed the first 2 lines and threw it in to a crappy song, and he must be the original artist?!

I have no shame in telling you that I was extremely satisfied when her daughter tripped during her dance (to none other than “I Had The Time of My Life / Dirty Bit'” by the Black Eyed Peas, sampled from Jennifer Warnes and Bill Medley and covered by at least 10 other artists…just sayin’)

Now don’t get me wrong. There are some amazing artists out there today who do an incredible job with music. The problem is that the majority never makes it into the main stream. Instead, we push repetitive half screamed electronic garbage to the top of the charts that sounds a lot like Tourette’s patients in a mental ward fighting over the last graham cracker at breakfast.

What happened to good lyrics, and musicians that actually created their own music instead of pushing buttons? Here’s an example of what I’m talking about:

Here are the lyrics to Beyonce Knowles’ “Run the World (Girls)”

Girls, we run this motha (yeah!) [x4] GIRLS!

Who run the world? Girls! [x4]

Who run this motha? Girls! [x4]

Who run the world? Girls! [x4]

 Some of them men think they freak this like we do

But no they don’t Make your check come at they neck,

Disrespect us no they won’t

Boy don’t even try to touch this

Boy this beat is crazy

This is how they made me Houston Texas baby

This goes out to all my girls That’s in the club rocking the latest

Who will buy it for themselves and get more money later

I think I need a barber None of these n***s can fade me

I’m so good with this, I remind you I’m so hood with this

Boy I’m just playing Come here baby

Hope you still like me F- you pay me

My persuasion can build a nation

Endless power, with our love we can devour

You’ll do anything for me

Who run the world? Girls! [x4]

Who run this motha? Girls! [x4]

Who run the world? Girls! [x4]

This took 6 writers and 4 producers?! Did they write it in crayon?!

Now here’s another, written and released in 1975:

Is this the real life Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide No escape from reality

Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see

I’m just a poor boy I need no sympathy

It’s easy come, easy go

Little High, Little Low

Any way the wind blows

Doesn’t really matter to me

To Me

One writer (Freddie Mercury), One Producer (Freddie Mercury).

I rest my case.

Until next time, -Shreck