LYRICS: Top Dog
My roommate Paul and I got into a debate about lyricism. He made fun of my love of bands who had "sucky" musicians (meaning that they're well-rounded and can play more than one instrument VERY FUCKING WELL) who write weak lyrics.
That got me thinking, who is the lyrical top dog at the moment??
One could argue that, while my love for Bedouin runs eons (haha, get it?) deep, Jay lacks some lyrical insight (but for a young artist, he still has more chops than many others! I love you, Bedouin) and the Foos have never been known for their lyricism (even though "Everlong" will forever make chills run up and down my body...) and The Bravery is more catchy than insightful.
Hmmm...
So that got me thinking even more, WHY DO I LOVE MUSIC?? I used to think that it was due to the lyrics, but now that Paul has got me thinking, I realise that all my favourite bands have one major trait in common: I have witnessed their blinding brilliance in person. I have been touched by them.
Paul refuted this argument, too... Oh, silly French boy.
I felt bad for Marc who was coughing away in his room, trying to get Paul and I to shut up and go to bed. Finally, I took the hint and we both went our ways... but still, the question remains: who is the lyrical God at the moment??
That got me thinking, who is the lyrical top dog at the moment??
One could argue that, while my love for Bedouin runs eons (haha, get it?) deep, Jay lacks some lyrical insight (but for a young artist, he still has more chops than many others! I love you, Bedouin) and the Foos have never been known for their lyricism (even though "Everlong" will forever make chills run up and down my body...) and The Bravery is more catchy than insightful.
Hmmm...
So that got me thinking even more, WHY DO I LOVE MUSIC?? I used to think that it was due to the lyrics, but now that Paul has got me thinking, I realise that all my favourite bands have one major trait in common: I have witnessed their blinding brilliance in person. I have been touched by them.
Paul refuted this argument, too... Oh, silly French boy.
I felt bad for Marc who was coughing away in his room, trying to get Paul and I to shut up and go to bed. Finally, I took the hint and we both went our ways... but still, the question remains: who is the lyrical God at the moment??
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