I'm not sure if it's actually a genre or just a fart but I don't listen to the type of music that Bastille spew out. There appear to be legions of these generic, music student, ironic t-shirt, well waxed hair, 'glamorously' undernourished, defiantly mundane, slightly below middle class, melodically vacant, lyrically barren, shamelessly anti-passionate, inexplicably confident, depressingly popular musicians who congeal on the lesser stages of the Reading Festival in bands numbering up to 7 people, and who creating 'music' that sounds as if you've given a meeting-room full of civil servants possession of a keyboard and told them to form a sound capable of being acceptably dull
I do not care for jazz, but I can appreciate that there is a certain mystic quality around its sound and players that people dig.
What I can't appreciate is the absence of inspiration and the celebration something just below the realms of mediocrity.
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'Well, I'm a common working man,
With a half of bitter, bread and jam,
And if it pleases me, I'll put one on ya man,
When the copper fades away!' - Jethro Tull
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