The same, I gather, is true of every medium. Let's take the specific case of music. If a song doesn't make you walk away without feeling some vestige of emotion (whether sadness or anger or joy), then it wasn't music to begin with. It wasn't worth the time you spent listening to it.
One of the most disturbing trends I've noticed is an increasing blindness to the boundary between music and drivel. It galls me that so many lackwits are able to just sit in front of a television and just soak up hours and hours worth of fast-paced, badly-edited video clips. Shows like MTV feed off the diseased flotsam that passes itself off for 'art' in the modern world. The whiney screams of Mariah Carey. The suave babble of Puff Daddy. The discordant mangling of Oasis. The general hysteria of the Spice Girls. And what's worse is that these dime-a-dozen 'musicians' (and I use the term loosely) know that they're producing trash. Why do you think they bother to remake so many classic songs? As for me, I'd rather endure a slow and painful death than listen to Tina Arena's 'Burn' one more time.
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