My Final Music Blog Posts of the Year

(I hope)

 

After months of dormancy, my music blog finally looks like I care about it, if ten posts in a year = caring. There was a time when I wrote two posts a week.

 

It turns out that not listening to music is a hindrance to blogging about it. Thus, I'm going to do better in 2026. I'm also going to bite the bullet and sample some of the artists who are popular now. It's not as if I haven't tried. The one music publication I browse, Saving Country Music, often embeds music videos in its articles, directly plagiarizing my MO (okay, maybe not intentionally plagiarizing) and I've clicked on some of them. Trouble is, I might have heard one out of 100 that I actually liked. The style is far removed from the music I used to listen to; it's lifeless, maudlin, too acoustic. They say that music has to evolve, but if this is progress, mark me down as a devolutioner. The guy who runs the site just named a certain album the album of the year, so I listened to snippets of a couple of the band's songs and I hated them. I mean, truly. I don't even know what they're supposed to be, but I can state unequivocally, you can't dance to 'em.

 

Maybe I should pen a post about how music fans are so dismal nowadays, so afraid to have fun. Fun is okay, kids! I suppose you can sob into your soy latte while some acoustic "country" artist strum-strum-strums her acoustic guitar, her lyrics at once mournful and self-important. "I'm sad, but dammit, I'm still the boss of you! Cuz I'm a woman---w-o-m-a-n". Hate that shit.

 

But I've gotten off topic somehow...

 

My two final posts of the year:

 

Sail On, Sailor

 

Buh-Bye MTV

 

I think I might go back and dig up my reviews of fake albums and repost them, because they made me laugh. I used a fake album cover generator and a fake album title generator and worked from there. It was fun playing off something already titled, and especially fun writing the "band's" biography. 

 

Oh! Here are a couple:

 

Fake Country Band Album Reviews, Volume 2 

 

Bad Band Names

 

Luckily, I get my sense of humor, since few others do. And if you can't entertain yourself, why bother, I say? Ever since I began writing fiction, I've taken myself too seriously, and for nought. But now I'm freeeee! Free, I tell ya! No more expectations other than to write for fun.

 

That's a great revelation with which to end the year.