whiny white boys with guitars
Nov. 23rd, 2003 12:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
molly_oI got up early this morning (which is not a thing I do on Saturdays) to walk for the homeless. I'm home now, and I just want to crawl back into my comfy bed, but that Dr. Pepper I drank to get me through the walk won't let me sleep. So I'm a little cranky. Just a forewarning.
So there's this retro thing going on in music which I'm really enjoying. Whether it's the whole mood of Outkast's "Hey Ya," or the call-and-response thing at the end of Justin Timberlake's "Senorita," or the horn section that comes in on the chorus of Beyonce's "Crazy in Love," or the four-note keyboard riff in Maroon 5's "Harder to Breathe" (which I swear they copied from that Billy Joel song, "Sometimes a Fantasy"), I'm liking it all.
BUT, there's also this whole neo-James Taylor, sensitive white singer-songwriter thing happening that is getting on my nerves. Whether it's John Mayer (who I actually like occasionally) or Howie Day, or even Jason Mraz, I'm like "Stop! We've done this before. There's no need to do it again." For all that James Taylor is a guilty pleasure of mine (yes, I own his greatest hits CD, and I've been known to sing along to "Sweet Baby James" and dance to "Mexico"), I just don't think that genre needs to be revisited.
OK, I'm gonna give the magical comforter another try.
So there's this retro thing going on in music which I'm really enjoying. Whether it's the whole mood of Outkast's "Hey Ya," or the call-and-response thing at the end of Justin Timberlake's "Senorita," or the horn section that comes in on the chorus of Beyonce's "Crazy in Love," or the four-note keyboard riff in Maroon 5's "Harder to Breathe" (which I swear they copied from that Billy Joel song, "Sometimes a Fantasy"), I'm liking it all.
BUT, there's also this whole neo-James Taylor, sensitive white singer-songwriter thing happening that is getting on my nerves. Whether it's John Mayer (who I actually like occasionally) or Howie Day, or even Jason Mraz, I'm like "Stop! We've done this before. There's no need to do it again." For all that James Taylor is a guilty pleasure of mine (yes, I own his greatest hits CD, and I've been known to sing along to "Sweet Baby James" and dance to "Mexico"), I just don't think that genre needs to be revisited.
OK, I'm gonna give the magical comforter another try.