I find myself liking the music of Alanis Morrisette. I used to find her music repulsive back in 1996, but those were the days of a mini alternative revival, last seen in the early 1990s. Now that rock, metal, and rap seem to have converged, her music is such a novelty. A chick rocker who, not only has a powerful, distinctive voice, who not only can play her own instruments, and even has fairly interesting lyrics at times. But I do think she's better live than in the studio; something is incredibly stifling about her studio work, but it's still more interesting than 90% of the music nowadays. I really liked her John Lennon tribute that I just watched, BTW.
Considering how much I used to hate her music, it really shows how much the alternative scene has fallen apart since then. Or maybe I'm just getting old and cannot appreciate the likes of Limp Bizkit, Kid Rock, and Blink 182. It's way too sophomoric for my tastes...
eek...
Melon
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"He had lived through an age when men and women with energy and ruthlessness but without much ability or persistence excelled. And even though most of them had gone under, their ignorance had confused Roy, making him wonder whether the things he had striven to learn, and thought of as 'culture,' were irrelevant. Everything was supposed to be the same: commercials, Beethoven's late quartets, pop records, shopfronts, Freud, multi-coloured hair. Greatness, comparison, value, depth: gone, gone, gone. Anything could give some pleasure; he saw that. But not everything provided the sustenance of a deeper understanding." - Hanif Kureishi, Love in a Blue Time
Considering how much I used to hate her music, it really shows how much the alternative scene has fallen apart since then. Or maybe I'm just getting old and cannot appreciate the likes of Limp Bizkit, Kid Rock, and Blink 182. It's way too sophomoric for my tastes...
eek...
Melon
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"He had lived through an age when men and women with energy and ruthlessness but without much ability or persistence excelled. And even though most of them had gone under, their ignorance had confused Roy, making him wonder whether the things he had striven to learn, and thought of as 'culture,' were irrelevant. Everything was supposed to be the same: commercials, Beethoven's late quartets, pop records, shopfronts, Freud, multi-coloured hair. Greatness, comparison, value, depth: gone, gone, gone. Anything could give some pleasure; he saw that. But not everything provided the sustenance of a deeper understanding." - Hanif Kureishi, Love in a Blue Time
