Good day, bedlam. Last couple of days have been a feverish blur, but now that my body has scaled back to an acceptable temperature, I'd love to address a little something:
Maybe I should have phrased that like this, which is closer to what I intended and went lost in translation (Italian to Mum's Geordie English to Flu Meds English to Barely Acceptable English):
"Songs like this are the reason human race invented the concept of song"
Well, it's far less about what you said than the concept that this song is magic and "roulette over". Granted, the roulette IS over for me, so there you go, but it's a good song, and not much more than that. I can tell you that it probably would not have won any specific round in my last roulette.
NO, IT ISN'T!
You - as well as other eliminated players who have chimed in - are continuing your participation through comments and discussions like the one about Glen's song, and for me that's really a gift. For that I thank you and everybody else, and I beg more to come. I was too sick to elaborate yesterday, but I couldn't be farther from considering your opinion "contrarian", and I appreciate strong comments outside the general consensus (a place where I very often enjoy finding myself while judging submissions). Actually, one of the things I'm loving most running this thing is having my tastes (which are relevant only by virtue of hosting) and reviews contested. It allows fun debate, socialisation and, above all, further elaboration on my part. Hence I joyfully elaborate:
I get you about finding nothing special in that song, for it's exactly how I feel about more than half your list (using it as example, not polemic device, mind you). In my opinion, thats a kind of guarantee we are both talking about great tunes. In my experience, pieces of music everyody agrees about liking seldom are life-changing stuff. More often than not, a mood, a colour, a peculiar delivery or song structure inside a pretty simple cut catches you at the right time, connects (or even disturbs) in a trascendent way, and it becomes personal top 10 material for eminently subjective reasons. What do these songs have in common, in my opinion? A urge, a crazy drive to take the shortest and straightest musical way to express a feeling on the verge of explosion. That dyonisian need (and not apollinean objective musical beauty) is what I was referring to when I wrote about "reasons to create the concept of song". I don't like Black very much, but I surely acknowledge it belongs in the category I just tried to explain, for example.
tl,dr: Please, everybody, do like Stadler arguing, Gregg protesting, or even Tim endearingly pissing over songs and my take on them. I am, after all, the fool considering In The Light a superior song than Stairway to Heaven and loving to defend that stance. There are few things I like more than confronting views about music. Mine is decisive in this particular contest, but without yours I wouldn't have songs to taste and new horizons to explore.
Topic: Indiscipline's Roulette v. The Dirty Aftermath (Read 120337 times)
