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Dec 06, 2005 00:12

i have no clue where to go.

im at my peak when im alone in a room with my headphones on. music is the escape i have. whenever im feeling something, i have music to relate to it. take away the advertising, the photo shoots, the promos, and you have the core. i personally feel as though music has different levels, but i wont get into that. i hate to see music being marketed, though i am a whore to it. i feel as though music should be the one thing we have that is pure, but its not. i would like to take a moment to rant. im very urked by the abundant supply of green day merchandise. why is it here? what happened? the sheer number of merchandising has taken away some type of appreciation i had for their newest album. irony (n) - spending $20 at the mall for a shirt that says "American Idiot" on it. end rant.

im not saying all advertising is bad, i love when i hear about a band and really enjoy it. the system has worked. i go out and buy the cd, they get their money, i get my enjoyment. but there is a line to cross and it is being crossed. the one major sector that bothers me is peer pressure. this is a huge resource. if you are told that everyone else likes something, and you should like it to, because if you don't - then you must not "get it" then hell if the average person isn't going to go out and "get it."

i love file sharing. i consider it to be one of the best inventions of our time. i probably wont stop until they put an end to it. some argue it takes money away from the artist. it does. boo hoo. what do we all think about whne we hear the word "artist?" other than some skinny ass starving white guy. we think of someone who has passion in what they do. a musician is an artist. i don't see why anyone needs two porsches to be passionate about what they do. i could also argue the point that a lot of people go and buy CDs after they've downloaded music. a lot of bands get exposure this way. why would i spend $15 on a CD if i already have it? because, if im willing to do that, then the artist must have some kind of talent i admire - and thats the whole fucking point.

why am i going on about music i don't know? maybe because i have a special little place for it in my heart. it evokes all of my emotions. it brings me up, puts me down, makes me envious, puts me at peace. my reactions to it are my own and no one can ever try to sell that to me. i want to retreat to somewhere in the back of my mind where i am myself again. i find that hard to do. no one is ever property of themselves anymore. we have been won. not a day goes by where a thought in our head hasn't been put there by a company. it angers me. i am still a corporate whore though. hypocrisy. everyone is a whore, its only the total whores who actually get excited about what a company makes in sales, etc., that piss me off. the truth of it all, is that in the long run money doesn't matter. ever heard that one before? it can buy a lot of things that do matter, but in itself, its worthless. aside from religion, money has to be the biggest symbol we have ever produced.

the american dream. walmart and mcdonalds. my american dream. somewhere out in the west watching the sunset. working some kind of job, but not taking it too hard. being assured that whatever i do in life, that i will never be too deep that i can't enjoy existence.
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