Giving people what they want is easy.
I can’t think of anything more soul destroying than investing the time and energy it requires to be able to play an instrument well, and then to use that talent to make the same noises that thousands of other people have already made thousands of times before you.
Why would you want to sound exactly like someone else?
You are the musical equivalent of one of those phone hacking journalists…”Hey, we are just giving people what they want.” Taking the time to research important stories, exposing wrongdoing, shining a light on the hidden things…”Could do, could do. But it’s easier to hack the voicemail of Steve Coogan and tell you what he’s been up to.”
So it is with this.
You can play the instruments.
You can write a song.
You could spend a little bit of time listening to other musical forms, exploring the weird and the wonderful, seeking inspiration…”Could do, could do. But if we just write songs that sound exactly like these other songs that we know people like…”
There isn’t a single original thought to be found here.
It sounds exactly like you think it will sound.
You don’t even need to listen to it or own it, you can just listen to one of the other things that sound exactly like it. You won’t be challenged here, you won’t hear anything that takes your breath away, you won’t find yourself trying to work out who, or what, has inspired it.
There are people who will love it.
They will love it because it gives them what they want.
“I know what I like” they will bleat.
Oh, fuck off.
Nothing moves forward in art, music or literature by “knowing what you like”. What about the things you don’t like? Why don’t you like them? Why not step outside of the carefully constructed, magnolia, semi-detached, suburban, box you have built around yourself and try something different.
It doesn’t have to be new.
Who knows what new even means.
But just listen to something…else.
This is music for people who could, without a moment's hesitation, tell Lauren Laverne what single
record they would take to that island…and be absolutely thrilled about the prospect of hearing it over and over and over and over again forever.