Music is Feeling

As I write this, I am literally in discomfort. Musical discomfort. Let me explain why and how.

Music is my love; passion; interest; hobby; possible career? Nothing feels better to me then when I am hearing completely new and beautiful music. Nothing is better than cranking my iPod up to my car's great stereo and rolling down the road that a song which forces you to tap to the beat.

First off - I have 'music seasons'. I go through different periods of musical interest. There are major seasons (like the Red Hot Chili Peppers, the Beatles, or Reggae). These seldom come around, have great longevity, and are a huge influence on me as a musician. Then there are minor seasons of musical interest which are like rest stops on the ever winding road of music. They are usually just artists that I discover, enjoy for a brief time and then move on to the next. I still get influence out of them but not in the same way as a major season.

Getting to the point - I am in 'musical discomfort' because today at around 7 PM, I found myself without any new musician interests but clinging desperately to my old reliables which are starting to lose their luster after much overplay. After discussing this with an ex-coworker and musician friend, I found that all his 'amazing' and 'sick' bands ALL SOUNDED THE SAME OR SOUNDED LIKE SOMETHING ELSE.

Why does all music sound the same today?
Why have we come out the metal/screamo genre of the early 00's to simply stumble upon alt/indie rock that pretends to be "independent" and garage band.
Why do all the modern alternative songs today sound like a white guy wailing to an echoing and wavering guitar?
Why does every band try to copy Radiohead?

Without any new, fresh, and exciting music in my life right now - I feel empty and depressed. I NEED something DIFFERENT. I almost feel like skipping the next 11 years so I can look back and be able to see what the quality music of the 2009-2020 was without having to fight through the stinking jungle of copy cats, short-lived trends, and especially POP.

Now that I have ranted myself silly, I only feel slightly better. Music is my lover, my closest friend, and my drug. Some days it carries me through life with loving arms of musical bliss. Some days I can walk with it while I work or play and it speaks to me.

And some days I find myself crippled without it or even hating it...