«Today’s Lyrics Are Pathetically Bad» Rick Beato

Maybe people who listen to the radio wouldn’t listen to oldies stations if there was anything better on the new music stations.

Maybe. However, although I don’t listen to the radio much at all these days, going back a few (or even several) years when I did, but still in the 2000s, I remember that I thought that Brandi Carlile and Ryan Bingham and Josh Ritter and Justin Townes Earle were writing some good stuff. I realize that they are probably all in their 40s now (and I think Justin Earle would be in his 40s if he were still alive) but it is 2025 after all, meaning that they were probably in their 20s at the turn of the century.

But still, it’s hard to compete with the likes of ". . . hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on . . .".

Rodney Crowell's The Houston Kid is my favorite album so far this century. Buddy Miller is my favorite living musician/producer, Iris DeMent my favorite living songwriter. But there are plenty of others plowing the same field---great songs, great singing, great musicianship. This is in fact a golden age of great music, better imo than the 1960's. Sacrilege!

This is in fact a golden age of great music, better imo than the 1960's. Sacrilege!

Puh-leeze!  How could it ever possibly get any better than this here:

"When the moon is in the Seventh House, and Jupiter aligns with Mars. . ."

?

But where are the young Rodney Crowells and Iris DeMents and Buddy Millers? They're all still marvelous songwriters but they're from another era. Who's going to carry on when they're gone? Taylor Swift? Olivia Rodriguez? Ed Sheeran? No thanks.