(with sincere apologies to George Harrison)
I look at the charts and my spirit starts dying
While my iPod gently weeps
For I know that somewhere a rock god is crying
Still my iPod gently weeps
I don't know why-y-y
They would release this
Why can't they cease this noise?
I don't know why-y-y
You went and bought this
You should have fought this noise
Yup, I know those lyrics are crap. That's why I'm never going to record it and try to foist it on an unsuspecting public that doesn't know better. Because I believe in quality control.
See, television understands quality control. Terrible shows get cancelled. Awesome shows get put in horrible timeslots, shown out of order, and cancelled. Once-great shows get cancelled and then resurrected two decades later with better effects (hey, Star Trek and Doctor Who have something in common after all). Other shows become zombies that must be chainsawed to death sooner rather than later, but that's another topic. The point is, television by and large understands quality control.
But the music industry? Unfortunately, John Lennon was wrong, and all you need in angst. Not musical ability, no. Just a bone to pick with someone. Or a desire to sleep with girls. Imagine if you actually had to pay for studio time, instead of just downloading Garage Band or some such. Imagine if you actually had to pay for albums. Would people really buy this crap?
Sadly, one only needs to look at the charts to see that yes, people are buying crap.
Ugh.
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