I Wanna Rock

Yesterday I mentioned the changing tastes in our society, but I never got into music. Music is stuck between the timelessness of books and the live-hard-and-burnout-fastness of TV.

There is something strange with radio stations. It is like the airwaves are in the middle of a gangster turf war. No music channel is allowed to cross over into their rival's territory.

There is the modern rock station, which is allowed to play music from 1989 to the present. This time is categorized by raspy screaming or strange artsy effects.

Classic rock stations are allowed to play music from 1967 to 1989. Be ready to heard hard driving riffs and high pitched shrieks.

Oldies stations are allowed to play music from 1966 to the point right after people stopped tap dancing while singing.

It takes a teenage venturing into ancient history to discover that old music is actually good, unlike claims from peers that classic rock "is lame". Indie stations could secretly pass off some lesser known Rolling Stones songs as new. They won't though, for fear of being gunned down by the other mob bosses. Their only hope of introducing kids to the classics are poorly done covers by Good Charlotte.