A look at the Outside Lands’ music line-up reminds us that young people, though rich in material things, live in an awfully depressing mental world.
One of my Little Bookworms attended Outside Lands today. For those unaware, it’s a giant three-day music festival held in Golden Gate Park. Today, 25 singers and bands performed, spread out over five or six stages.
My Little Bookworm wasn’t actually planning on attending, because (according to what the kids tell me) entry tickets are $150 per person, per day, which is a lot of money. Still, when a discount ticket came his way (someone couldn’t go and had to sell a full-price ticket cheap), Little Bookworm couldn’t resist the opportunity to spend time with friends at an “event.”
Because Little Bookworm didn’t attend as a music pilgrim, but rather on a lark, he wasn’t familiar with the music groups. That’s why, when we were in the car together, he played for me the top songs from each group/singer on today’s line-up. Here’s the list, headlined by (of all people) Janet Jackson. I’m pretty sure that the last time I saw a picture of Janet Jackson, she was in a burka. The time before that, she was flashing her boob on national TV. It’s hard to keep up with her. But again, here’s that list:
Portugal. The Man
RAINBOW KITTEN SURPRISE
Hobo Johnson & the LoveMakers
Durand Jones & The Indications
Hot Flash Heat Wave
What struck me listening to the music from these groups was how drab it was. Incidentally, that word — drab — is one I’ve chosen carefully. The dictionary defines it as “dull; cheerless; lacking in spirit, brightness, etc.” That strikes me as a perfect description of the music my son played for me.
Much of the music also lacks any lyrical qualities, which makes me wonder how closely it even fits under the definition of “music.” Here are some samples of the various musicians’ more popular songs. (Trigger warning: obscenities, ugly images, banality, whining, chronic low-grade depression, ennui, and anger): [Read more…]