Hi Del,
This staid, middle-aged housewife was once a back-up singer for a rock group in the 70's. We never made it, although a couple of the guys went on to be extremely successful in the music business. Some of my greatest memories are of all-night recording sessions and the incredible joy of having a new song come together. I knew I had found Nirvana when I was flown to a studio and picked up by a limo with treble clefs on the doors. It was those treble clefs that screamed success, if not good taste, to me. Most of us didn't do drugs, and we drank Ripple, which I'm not sure qualifies as a beverage of any type. Ah, nostalgia.......
When you say your son wants to scare people with his music, what does he mean? By terrifying, I mean the hopelessness, the anger, the soullessness of the lyrics coupled with the lack of any musicality or originality in the composition. Even the voices are dead. (Who sings that awful song -"What if God Was One of Us? Just a slob Like one of us?" Besides that terrible voice, she uses an incorrect subjunctive) We (at least my music circles) never sang of killing cops, abusing women, participating in satanic ritual. we still thought love was an acceptable, even desirable emotion. We even thought the world was ok., though we whined a lot about it.
What does your son sing about? Does he believe what he sings?
We were in the music store this weekend getting drumsticks and the clerk was telling us about some teenagers who had been in earlier messing around on the instruments and playing this new music called "thrash" that sounded like a bunch of angry bees. He asked them if they really felt like that-all furious and wild, and they were like"oh yeah, man". He thought it was funny because they were obviously nice, middleclass kids and he wondered what they were so mad about. They sure didn't know. Generalized Teenage Angst, I guess. We have some of that floating around our house.
Tell me about your son's music.
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