Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Drama Drama Drama

Oh for heaven's sake! I seriously don't understand teenagers. I know I'm only 25 and I was one of them a few short years ago, but I didn't understand them then, either.
The reason I bring it up is that I have a friend at work who is barely 18. Her ever-so-slightly-older boyfriend treats her like crap. I've spent a decent chunk of my time lately trying to convince her to dump his sorry butt. She was seriously considering it until today when he sent her a song he wrote for her. A SONG. It's supposed to be one of those sappy love ballads. I read it and can say with all certainty that it is truly awful. Here is an unretouched excerpt (as background, I should mention that he's in the Army): "Why'd you do it man? Why'd you go? I guess to serve my country and make some dough."
She completely swooned over it.
Wow.
Here's the thing that really irritates me... it's not that she wants to stay with her idiot boyfriend or that she was happy that he did something thoughtful for a change. It's the fact that kids these days seem to think that as long as they have a guitar and understand the word "emotion" they're somehow capable of writing music!
Here is an unretouched excerpt of something a kid like this would say: "Ooooh. I'm filled with ANGST oversomething that no one cares about. I think I'll write a song."
Newsflash, kiddos- We don't want your songs. They suck.
Granted, there are some kids who are gifted. Some people can start at a very young age and produce something beautiful. Beethoven was 4 when he started composing. However, most of us are not like that. We're average. And we definitely should NOT be writing songs.
Why is being a musician or an actor such a big deal to these kids anyway? Why is that the end-all, beat-all answer to life's problems? How did THAT become the dream? When I was that age, I wanted to be the first female President of the United States. I mean, come ON, kids! Have a dream that helps out the rest of the world! Yes, you could be Angelina Jolie and adopt a bazillion African babies, but the likelihood of that is pretty slim.
So come up with a new dream. Be an accountant. A bus driver. A lawyer. ANYTHING but a musician. If not for you, do it for the rest of the world. Save our ears from awful lyrics.
Oh, and if I hurt your feelings, I'll apologize personally... if  it will keep you from writing another song.

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