It's a definite fact that there will always be a type of something you don't like. For example, you may not like all types of cheeses. You can like Blu but absolutely hate Risotto. Well the same definitely applies to music. I appreciate most, if not all, forms of music (the exceptions being the types I haven't heard yet). So I wouldn't call myself close-minded by any means. I love stuff ranging from classical music to folk, from hip-hop to metal and everything in between. However, between all of the really good stuff, there is always crap. Seriously, it's everywhere, and I need to vent about this crap.
The Jonas Brothers
They've get a lot of shit from people, I know. I even feel a bit sorry for them, but I would be much more forgiving if they had talent. The only music that can come from their feeble heads is nothing more than a Maroon 5 tune plastered with effects and even more annoying vocals. Of all the bands to emulate, they choose Maroon 5. Seriously? All the Jonas Brothers are good for is to give something pedophiles something to attract little kids with while on the hunt for their next victim. Wave a Jonas Brothers CD or any other memorabilia and they'll come running. For the sake of the children, Nick, Joe, and the other guy, please stop making music.
Miley Cyrus/Any Other Disney Star
Just stop. We had Britney, Christina, Mandy, and Jessica bac in the early 2000's. They came and went, they were promiscuous and they endorsed spousal abuse and that's all fine and dandy. I really don't want another, even if it's under another guise. Once Miley turns 18, she'll be out doing coke getting pregnant and etc. By the time she's 22, she'll have been in and out of rehab several times, have four kids, and have every possible STD imaginable. That's the future of pop music right there kids.
Nickelback
Could you sugar coat shitty songs any more? Guys, really, come on. I don't know if this is a plot by the Canadian government to overthrow the United States or something, but I wouldn't be too far off. Chad Kroeger has the lyrical capacity of Terry Schriavo and he knows it. Listen to one of their "rocking" songs and listen to one of their million ballads, and you've got the quintessential Nickelback formula, quite reminiscent of hair metal. Release a heavy song, then a ballad, heavy, then ballad, etc. Nickelback, you'e not heavy, nor are you poetic, nor do you fumble with my heartstrings when one of your ballads comes on the radio and proceeds to mutilate my ear drums.
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