The Message 1

'NOW IT SEEMS....

Just as night follows day, in the field of popular music there is a periodic 'lull' in which there seems to be no quality music being produced, released or getting chart recognition. As alternative music publications search in vain for the next big thing that will sweep all the Britneys, Atomic Kittens and Steps from the music charts, there is a tendency to proclaim even the most average indie bands as new musical messiahs.

There would seem to be little problem with this; the job of the music press is to turn readers on to new and exciting bands. However, as young people come to university, some of their disposable income will go on music purchases, and I for one do not think it is fair that certain people waste their money on poor quality music just because a lazy journalist cannot distinguish between hype and talent.

The problem could be lessened if there were decent reappraisals of past music and bands in the music press. However, there is a dearth of this in today's journalism. While this is understandable given that the music scene has to move on to stay fresh and exciting, it would not take a lot to run a periodic 'classic' bands or album section.

If you are looking to expand your musical horizons, try and find bands both old and new to appreciate. Listen to your friends’ opinions and music collections - diverse influences can be a godsend. All those albums that your parents have stored at the back of cupboards should be listened to - you'll probably be surprised; don't forget that at your age your parents were "with it" and top tunes never go out of fashion, unlike their clothes. If you are lucky enough to have a huge music collection, don't be a snob. Share great albums and bands with your mates. ALL bands wanted to reach as wide an audience as possible when they started out, so don't deny them that if you're a big fan.

The most important thing to remember is that if you only like one tune by a band, you don't have to champion them relentlessly because of it. A group is only as good as its songs, so don't waste your time being disappointed. Also, don't be embarrassed about the music you DO like - everyone at this Uni is intelligent enough to know that opinions are subjective. So if you're a big Iron Maiden fan, wear your faded black t-shirt with pride! But it's probably not a good idea to whack 'Bring Your Daughter To The Slaughter' on the Redfearn jukebox at nine o clock on a Friday night! Happy Listening.

Chris Stanley

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