«Today’s Lyrics Are Pathetically Bad» Rick Beato

The musicians of today so talented they are answer to their potential customer...

The level of "poetry" in a lyric cannot be fake and cannot be judged by his popularity... At all ...And it is not related to musical ability...

Add to this lyric any music good or bad it will not change the content and form value...

I cannot listen more than one time a lyric with no deep or beautiful and moving content...

I listen casually pop music in my car and i am retired then i am cut from the pop chart but most of what i listened too in the last 20 years did not move me a lot...

The last time a pop artist move me it was Bob Dylan at 80 years old...

And it is not by nostalgia but by his genius...

 

The truth is the public also must be talented and educated...No musician nevermind his genius can win over smartphone swift consumers pop with non sensical words...

There is a science behind creating a product for immediate consumation...

There is no science to create a spiritual moving event....

There is many geniuses artist today as much as there was 60 years ago but i am pretty sure they dont play often on the top of the chart... They surf for survival...

Great artists emerge in specific era not only because of their talent but supported by a waiting and prepared public...

I am not sure that Miles Davis would easily became a myth today as it was 80 years ago in a prepared environment ready for the trumpet Messiah he was...

 

Perhaps i am wrong i will wait for frogman informed opinion,....

@bdp24 

I guess we should count ourselves as lucky to be familiar with Americana, given its great wealth of talent!

@mahgister 

The truth is the public also must be talented and educated...No musician nevermind his genius can win over smartphone swift consumers pop with non sensical words...

Yes. But they must also be exposed to it! It so happened that in the 60's, 70's record companies saw fit to take on a wide variety of talented and idiosyncratic artists and a good amount of excellent music ended up on the radio. It was there, at the twist of a dial. of course, there was still plenty of music that was not so easily accessible. Luckily I had friends with large record collections who knew much more about music than I did. I was "initiated" into the good stuff.  But that was back when many more people had systems and owned records. With no internet, music was a primary form of entertainment. 

 

For sure you are right!

That was the era convergent complicities, everyone was ready to discover not so much consumate a product... The young generations was educated and very distinct from his fathers... We were lucky...

 

Yes. But they must also be exposed to it! It so happened that in the 60's, 70's record companies saw fit to take on a wide variety of talented and idiosyncratic artists and a good amount of excellent music ended up on the radio. It was there, at the twist of a dial. of course, there was still plenty of music that was not so easily accessible. Luckily I had friends with large record collections who knew much more about music than I did. I was "initiated" into the good stuff.  But that was back when many more people had systems and owned records. With no internet, music was a primary form of entertainment. 

@mahgister

That was the era convergent complicities, everyone was ready to discover not so much consumate a product... The young generations was educated and very distinct from his fathers... We were lucky...

Yes! ... and every generation has its own vibration -- its own strengths, weaknesses and challenges. And presumably, its own set of preferred resources.  

Now even if i hate most manufactured music with provocative non poetic lyrics...

There is geniuses on earth right now but not on the pop chart...

Here for example a proof of young talents which i admired...

It remind me of Frank Zappa genius...

Cosmo Sheldrake is the son of the famous English biologist...

And poetry is there... I adore this song ...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qigAJiydFWs

 

Lyrics:

Old ocean,

Thank you for holding me,

Won’t be the same without you,

Facts on the move again,

 

Truths on the hoof they say,

Oh, can’t you see,

It’s lost in the everyday,

It slid so far away,

From you and me.

 

Old ocean,

Thank you for holding me,

Rocked by an endless motion,

Afloat in a ceaseless sea,

Won’t be the same without you.

 

Loves on the loose again,

Long in the tooth they say,

Or lost at sea,

Good has gone away,

It seems it’s there to stay,

What will be will be.

 

Old ocean,

Thank you for holding me,

Rocked by an endless motion,

Afloat in a ceaseless sea,

Won’t be the same without you.

 

Whether calm or weather stormy,

Whether green or blue,

Whether vain or whether haughty,

Whether win or lose.

 

Whether truth or just a story,

You can’t pick and choose,

Whether blunt or whether thorny

It’s not up to you.

 

Old ocean,

Thank you for holding me,

Rocked by an endless motion,

Afloat in a ceaseless sea,

Won’t be the same without you.