“It’s a miracle that I’ve lived this amount of time without having destroyed a person. But I still have a little bit of time.” – Maurice Sendak
I got a bunch of iTunes gift cards yesterday for Christmas. I was combing the indie rock websites Louder than War and Pitchfork hoping to discover the great new indie band. Fucking hell it was frustrating. It just seemed like style after style with no substance, or great music with an incredibly dodgy singer. Everything just seemed like an elaborate rouse with an empty center, kind of like most Christopher Nolan movies. Especially if you compare the indie scene to the great post punk indie scene of the early 80’s, it just seems like children playing with toys. (And I was too young to enjoy that scene when it was happening so you can’t peg me with nostalgia.) Too many musicians that figured out how to make cool sounds, without understanding how to organize those sounds for maximum impact.
I kept thinking about this Camille Paglia article about Lady Gaga called:
Lady Gaga and the Death of Sex
Now of course I realize that Gaga isn’t indie. But these two paragraphs really struck me and also make me feel like you could insert any number of indie bands in place of Gaga’s name:
Gaga is in way over her head with her avant-garde pretensions… She wants to have it both ways – to be hip and avant-garde and yet popular and universal, a practitioner of gung-ho “show biz”. Most of her worshippers seem to have had little or no contact with such powerful performers as Tina Turner or Janis Joplin, with their huge personalities and deep wells of passion.
Generation Gaga doesn’t identify with powerful vocal styles because their own voices have atrophied: they communicate mutely via a constant stream of atomised, telegraphic text messages. Gaga’s flat affect doesn’t bother them because they’re not attuned to facial expressions.
Although there is a lot of new music that sounds somewhat emotional, it is that fiery passion, that ability to do something visceral to connect, that seems missing. One of the reasons most of my best albums of 2014 were older artists, some of them my Dad’s age or older, is that those artists have a strong personality that cuts through any musical style that they might be attempting. They have something to say and aren’t afraid to say it. Not only that, but their singing voices are the voices of those that aren’t afraid to communicate passionately and directly.
My Dad and I were talking last night about why there is no strong social movements like there was in the 60’s. He even commented that he felt music was one of, if not THE, leading force in changing peoples’ consciousness so that they got involved at a political level.
Now I think that one reason that strong passionate music is not on the airwaves, whether that be mainstream or indie music, is that radio DJs are now exponentially more constricted than they were in the past. Unless it is public radio there are very few radio stations that are driven by restrictive playlists. There are music lovers that like me will sift through music for hours to find something inspiring. However, a great deal of people are only going to be made aware of something if they hear it in some fashion.
On top of this, again, I think you have too many singers that cannot use their voices to communicate true passion. Autotune is obviously partially to blame, as it robs singers of their personalities in order to make singing more perfect. (I do like when Autotune is deliberately used to make something sound like it is emotionally distant as on Kanye West’s 808 and Heartbreak or Laurie Anderson’s Homeland.) But too many singers now, those that sing with their natural voices, seem to have thin reedy voices that by their very nature do not sound passionate in anyway. Even the ones seem like they are trying to sing passionately seem more like they are imitating it than actually feeling it. Music is a highly emotional art form. If you don’t convey what you want with any real passion, can you really complain when nobody gives a fuck about what you have to say, in a way where they actually might be moved to do something different in their lives?
Anyway, I need to go take a musical shower with some records that don’t make me feel like I’m listening to someone on Xanax…