In this AP story, it's reported that a phone ring tone called Crazy Frog Axel F is set to conquer the top of the UK pop charts, edging the latest single by Coldplay.
"Music purists might not be too happy at the prospect of the "Crazy Frog" outselling Coldplay, but it shouldn't come as that much of a surprise when you consider its huge novelty appeal and the massive amount of exposure it is currently getting," said Castaldo.
I've got news for them. There ain't much difference to me. To music purists, or even simply those who like something nonsucky, the drop from Coldplay to Crazy Frog ringtones isn't nearly as far as the headfirst plummet music took to get to Coldplay in the first place. Where the heck is the rocking, the beauty, the angst, the coolness, you puerile vaporheads?!
Eleven year-olds aren't noted for their discernment. Hand the keys of the culture castle to them and the rest of us get nothing cool to see and hear. What we need is a national moratorium on excessive allowances and splurging by guilt-ridden parents. If the disposable income from the pre-pimple set dwindled, the entertainment industry would have to start pitching stuff for grownups, or at least to least high-schoolers. Tell me that high-schoolers can do more than whine and sulk. Tell me they're still capable of grooving or swinging, or- dare I hope- rocking.
I may be shopping in public venues later suffering involuntary music injections from the crappy store sound systems. Barkeep, innoculate me with another shot of Misty Mountain Hop. Please.
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I can tell you what else blows-- the assumption is that department stores are full of love starved women who can only relive their best romantic years through the piped in music at the Meijer. I get so depressed listening to "I've never been to me" or "Love lift us up" or whatever the hell that is, or "Loving you." I want to off myself. And I am IN love as we speak and happy as well. These tortured so-called female anthems must be stopped. I like department stores like Meijer-- I can get a bicycle tire, dishes, paint/tools, clothes, and food there. The music (and I don't know if it is programmed during the day especially for the stay at home moms) but holy crap! Those songs are longing and desperate not empowering anthems. Where are the female anthems? Where is the we will rock you of estrogen?
I''ll be back. Later :)
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