I took the week off to do some yard work before the summer is over and my wife was joking with me as we ate breakfast, “When was the last time you listened to new music?”
I laughed and said “Well, I listen to a modern jazz radio station (Jazz FM 91 The Grooveyard, which plays more jazz fusion/jazz-funk kind of music. I highly recommend it if that’s your thing) and they play newer stuff. I also listen to Esperanza Spalding, and other newer jazz stuff.”
She laughed, “That’s old people music. When was the last time you listened to new music? When you started being a musician did you ever think you would not be on the cutting edge of music?”
I had to think, and she was right. What got me to buy a bass was learning Pink Floyd’s bassline to “Money” on my acoustic 6 string, but the band I really cut my teeth on were the Arctic Monkeys and at the time (their first and second album) were really different to everything I had heard before and it was real refreshing. At the time, I was playing towards joining a band of that style.
My music taste evolved as I got older to 70’s Prog Rock (Rush, King Crimson, Yes, etc), older Rock/Metal, Classical Music, and Jazz. I pretty much despise all new music (except for new releases of the older styles I like). In my teens, I also loved 90’s hip hop/rap, but feel that hip hop has also tanked since around 2005.
Anyways, after I ate breakfast, I went outside to do my yard work. I turned on this Grooveyard station on my iPhone. A few hours later, my wife came out to see how I was doing, and joked around about listening to this old music again.
A minute later, a real sweet neighbour we have (a married, Christian couple in their 60’s, give or take), came over to talk to use and the wife screamed, “Oh, you’re jazzing it up back here!” And she put her hands in there air and started dancing.
After they left and my wife went in, I couldn’t help but feeling like my Dad. I’m 34 years old, and while that number sounds old to my old teenage self. I don’t feel old at all. I’m immature as hell. I still watch Marvel movies and saw the new trailer for Bumblebee (the new Transformers spin-off movie NOT directed by Michael Bay), and was very happy to see OG Starscream will be in it.
So, when the hell did I turn old? If I had to pin-point it to an age. I’d say it was around the time I turned 30...
I’m curious if generations before me found themselves listening to similar type music they grew up on, or matured and listened to older music around the time they turned 30; or if the good music of the day kept their interest in new music?
My wife is my age and she loves new music, but we don’t listen to music the same. She listens it to it passively as she drives or works out. She likes uptempo stuff that gets her dancing. I don’t dance. I listen to stuff that inspires my musical endeavours.
Thoughts?
Take a look around this place. 80% of us are 45+ years old. Most of them/us don't rhink there has been a good song recorded for maybe three decades..... unless, of course, it was done by a band that made it big in the 60s.
Here's my advice. Use your wife like I use mine. Every now and then I need to listen to music for pure joy, NOT as an analyst/musician/critic.
Sure, fusion and prog music can satisfy my need to hear talented musicians finding the boundaries of ither genres and then crushing them. Complex, well-performed music is impressive. And I enjoy it for that reason.
But every now and then you just gotta listen while you party, or work out, or wash your car like non musicians..... NORMAL people.... listen to music.
My wife has the most eclectic tastes in music of any non musician I have ever met. She rocks out to AC/DC, grooves to old Motown, dances to Katy Perry, loves Paramore, Ella Fitzgerald, Blake Shelton, Journey, etc.
But here's the thing. She doesn't give a CRAP about the musicians, production, solos, skill set of the players, chord structure, etc. If it touches her heart, brings her joy, makes her think, makes her cry, forces her to dance... it's a good song.
I try harder every day to listen to music like my wife does. Believe it or not, as a musician who has played (and enjoyed) every genre of music you can think of, she has opened my mind to accept newer music many musicians (especially our huge "get off my lawn" crowd we have here) would find to be "cheesy".
If it's a good song, it's a good song. It doesn't matter if it was played flawlessly and complicated by a blind man with only three fingers or sampled off of a computer by a guy with a backwards hat and gold teeth. If it touches me, it's a good song.
And there have been THIUSANDS of good songs recorded since the 60s and early 70s. THOUSANDS of them.