Fast food music

As far as I’m concerned, the advances of music are just trash. We started with vinyl, then we got the CD and finally the mp3, volatile music, download it and erase it in four seconds. The vinyl disc was a work of art, it was recorded, it was engraved, it was crafted. Mp3s are invisible and music has lost tangibility. We moved from tracks that will last forever to electronic music formats that last days, hours, seconds. It takes us ten seconds to understand how a song ends, and after this short while, we just trash it. This is the fast food music, the Take That, the One Direction, the Spice Girls. The kids are listening to a kind of music they will regret when they are grownups. Led Zeppelin’s music, on the other hand, will last for centuries, engraved on the vinyl and on our minds, the summer songs will remind us of us a kiss, but some other listeners will just trash these songs with their old rubbish. But watch out, I’m not despising this kind of music: I’m actually praising it, calling out for it, I’m trying to remember it. I don’t want to be like many others, who are already humming the next top of the flops, you ungrateful music apes! “Fast food music” or “trash music”: you listen to it, you hum it, and you flush it down the toilet.