Forget Truth, It Lacks Lyricism

I am strange. I have been exhausted all day, I felt like just laying down on the dirty floor at work today and sleeping.

"Uggghhhh, just walk around me, I'm sleepy."

That's what I would tell everyone.

So last night I went to this pub in Mockingbird Station with Jake, and I forget that I enjoy his company quite a bit. The first couple of minutes with us are always a bit awkward, mainly because it seems like he must impress me with lucrative stories about his adventurous life. So I will quietly sit there with the occasional:

"Ha, that's crazy."
"God, what a dumbass."
"What? Weird."

Then we get into the swing of things and everything goes how I would like it to go. It's strange because him and I drift back and forth with our friendship and every time it happens him and I seem to change, but only a couple of degrees. At the core, our friendship still remains what it is, but something is always a bit different. We experience life on two opposite spectrum's, so we end up having disagreements from time to time, but that's all they are, and that's something I don't mind. It's nice to have two people who cannot agree on something, but still be able to convey their ideas knowing that the other is gaining some perspective. Rather than forcing our opinions down one another(s) throat, we can generally find a mutual meeting point and continue on with the discussion. I've gotten so used to the "I'm right-You're wrong" argument lately, it seems that it's all that is happening now a days. It's boring, exhausting, and neither person comes away with an understanding of the other persons situation.

One thing Jake and I discussed was the classification of music. I hate the classification of music, I think it's pretentious and limiting and elitist. There the four categories of music: Country, Rock,
Blues, and Jazz. That is it, that is all. If you come up to me and list me a bunch of different genres for a band, I will break your nose. When you label music and put it into genres so technical, you are limiting art. When artist, whether they be painters, musicians, sculptors, or trapeze artists, these people are expressing themselves the way it works for them. What is coming out of them, their music, their statues, their paintings, their...somersaults? That is emotion pouring out through action, sound, and words. Art is the personification of emotions, it is limitless and beautiful, and here we sit categorizing every emotion that comes out of them.

Punk Rock
Hardcore
Post Hardcore
Screamo
Goth
Death Metal
Prog Metal
Thrash Metal
Nu-Metal
Rap-Metal
Crust
Avaunt Gard
Noise Rock
Indi Rock
Hip Hop
Rap
Pop
Power Pop
Synth Pop


And that's just the popular ones, it gets so much more in depth, and whether or not you like those genres of music or like any artists from those genres, you limit it. You put sounds glorious sounds into a box and confine it, so that you and only you are able to discuss it with your friends. If you like art, if you like music, you should understand what I'm saying, and I'm sure there is a counter argument to mine, but I'm sticking with mine. Stop limiting art. Do you think The Clash, Bob Dylan, and The Beatles sat around and said things like:

"Hey, that's really good, but it doesn't really fit the kind of sound we have already been working with."

No, the bands that has the most influence were those that did not confine themselves to having one particular sound, they did not scrap stuff that was out of their box. When you label music, you set limits as to what your able to achieve, what you're going to allow yourself to listen to and experience. People who say "Oh I never get into a *genre* phase." it's not a phase, if you love music, you experience it, you open your pores and wait for it to seep in. Every time that musical pipe is passed around you take another hit of it, because you know what, it gets better the more and more you do. There are songs that I don't really find that amazing, but there will be one part that just stands out, even if it's a two second part where a clap comes in, or a guitar makes a weird noise, or the singers voice does something strange, but I will listen to the whole song for that one part, and I'm always happy I did.