Being that most in this world of today expect pictures and glitzy direction to other places within an article rather than creative writing and interesting insight, I guess just like much of the past year I’m a bit outdated.
As such, I see no reason to look back at 2012 but prefer to take a step forward to this time next year and examine that which will be in the coming year. No, I’m not the Amazing Kreskin. I can’t fortell the future. However history can guide us often to see things that are not yet there by simply using the laws of probability.
And so as I look back from tomorrow, sadly, I see so much of that which is already here. Things don’t often change so dramatically within the San Francisco Bay Area because the powers that be sort of like the status quo. Though they never embraced the European rock band by that name (Remember “Pictures of Matchstick Man”?) in these here parts, unlike that which they would prefer to believe, they really don’t set trends anymore. Music has become monotonous and trite. I mean this year there was a band asking for reviews of their new release. I contacted them about this and they could only send a vinyl copy. Well, if you are seriously interested in getting a review having copies made in all media formats is vital. They cater only to those who are of their ilk. Needless to say, I didn’t bother to review their work and probably they have slipped into the bowels of oblivion.
And so as others look back at the current year, I look back at the future preferring to wishfully adjust the mindset of those within the world to perhaps think beyond the present to that which can be not that which they want. Artists continue to love themselves more than their audiences. They prefer to create self-indulgent claptrap that in no way provides any sign of educated thought. Music in San Francisco is an after-thought at best. I look back at the year that will be wondering why so much is wasted when there is so much that could have been.
But again, the superficiality of the world as it is becoming moreso each day is not a place for the living. It is a land not of love but one of opportunity. If you can look the part, you can be a star. Talent isn’t as important as look. And so the music of the year that will be was nothing short of redundant. There were the same cliches repeated a dozen times. The mantra remained that of money. A few artists left us too soon and yet perhaps not soon enough. And many more remained to carry on in a tradition that will never be understood or remembered with glammor or clammor.
Is not that goal of the entertainment world that of creating classic entertainment that will span eternity? Rock and roll is that musical artform and yet it is being relegated to little more than a rememberance of what once was. Do you believe anyone 50 years from now will be remembering any of the so-called stars of today like we remember Elvis, Chuck Berry or the Beatles? Of course not. The reason is a simple one, nothing is being produced that is a product of talent. It is being produced to make money and money alone.
And then there were the award shows. Time and again awards were handed out or more precicely bought and paid for by artists and labels who simply wanted to build up music that made money. The idea of genius is no longer a musician or singer or even a producer in the traditional sense but a computer wizard who can make something out of nothing. This is not a cause for celebration. It is a cause for remorse.
And so it was, will be and forever will remain the year that was. The point of this is you can simply cut and paste last years review into this year and next and the years that follow because it will be more of the same boring and monotonous. It is overtly pretensious. It is about as creative as white paint. But that’s what people want because they demand pictures, videos, links and other ridiculous and immature guidance. They don’t want to read articles. They want to watch videos. They don’t want words. They don’t want creativity. They simply want to be told what to do. That mentality is about as constructive as a hurricane. Yes, the world once was rocked like a hurricane and the question remains if it ever will be again.