Anyone noticed how modern music has lyrics with strong literary and philosophical value?

Anyone noticed how modern music has lyrics with strong literary and philosophical value?

You got the chocolate, that yum, yum, come gimme some
Cotton candy, sweet as gold, it's soft like a sugar plum
Roll up that Tootsie, that Hershey, that bubblegum
I got a sweet tooth for love, baby, gimme some

I wanna love it so deep, so deep
I can feel it way down in my soul
Right cheek, left cheek, right cheek
Te gusta que mueva el culo
See when I li-li-li-li-li-lick on the lollie, I lick like a pro
Blow pop, ring pop, blow pop
Así te lo hago yo

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modern culture is fucking trash, every single bit of it. the literature, the music, the films. how did our civilisation fall so far?

>i WaS bOrN iN tHe WrOnG gEnErAtIoN
I loathe you and what you represent with all my soul. Please hang yourself.

he's right, take your reddit greentext and fuck off

I know, music literally died with the Beetles lmao

Undiscriminately spitting on "modern culture" is the most reddit tho.

Is this Kerouac?

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It's the BeAtles, you retard. And they were shit too.

At least there were some nuggets of popular culture that were actually decent. Modern poptimism is fool tier. Everything decent is underground now

Pretty sure it's one of Ezra Pound's Cantos

I think you're right. It's not Kerouac if there's no mention of Buddha or of raping Mexican children.

You don’t win any internet points for being a contrarian among contrarians

okay

You have to go back and kys yourself

>kys yourself
i've sent you a guide on how to use this site. check ur PMs

All you ladies pop yo' pussy like this
Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss
All you ladies pop yo' pussy like this
Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss
Just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
Lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should, right now
Lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should, my neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack

You misspelled american "culture"

I don't even what bait is anymore

>You got the chocolate, that yum, yum, come gimme some
An isolated man yearns for connection in a world of superficial relationships and manufactured loneliness
>Cotton candy, sweet as gold, it's soft like a sugar plum
He muses about what characteristics such a connection would have
>Roll up that Tootsie, that Hershey, that bubblegum
However, a coward at heart, he places the onus on others to soothe his pain, because he is afraid of how his vulnerability will be received
>I got a sweet tooth for love, baby, gimme some
In spite of his emotional withdrawal from others, he still has faith in his ability to love, and he has not allowed his perspective to be corrupted into misanthropy

>I wanna love it so deep, so deep
His desire intensifies
>I can feel it way down in my soul
It begins to take on divine characteristics. Perhaps, to him, a union as exquisite as the one he imagines would be like a union with God himself.
>Right cheek, left cheek, right cheek
But he shakes his head. He must not let his longings get the better of him. Every man has his duty. He must do his, quietly and without causing disturbance.
>Te gusta que mueva el culo
The desire reasserts itself as delirious ravings. He is now speaking in tongues.
>See when I li-li-li-li-li-lick on the lollie, I lick like a pro
Those tongues, which to others, seem a madness, are to him, a source of revelation, drawing him closer to the state of mind required to self-actualize.
>Blow pop, ring pop, blow pop
His identity fractures in two, and now he must choose between them.
>Así te lo hago yo
He made the right choice.

Suckin' on my titties like you wanted me
Calling me, all the time like Blondie
Check out my Chrissie behind, it's fine all of the time
Like sex on the beaches
What else is in the teaches of peaches? Huh? What?

a song from 20 years ago

implying the weak minded in any period in history have access to the greatest teachings. you just don't know where to look babby

music started falling apart in the 1820s

The fact that so many books still name the Beatles as "the greatest or most significant or most influential" rock band ever only tells you how far rock music still is from becoming a serious art. Jazz critics have long recognized that the greatest jazz musicians of all times are Duke Ellington and John Coltrane, who were not the most famous or richest or best sellers of their times, let alone of all times. Classical critics rank the highly controversial Beethoven over classical musicians who were highly popular in courts around Europe. Rock critics are still blinded by commercial success. The Beatles sold more than anyone else (not true, by the way), therefore they must have been the greatest. Jazz critics grow up listening to a lot of jazz music of the past, classical critics grow up listening to a lot of classical music of the past. Rock critics are often totally ignorant of the rock music of the past, they barely know the best sellers. No wonder they will think that the Beatles did anything worthy of being saved.
In a sense, the Beatles are emblematic of the status of rock criticism as a whole: too much attention paid to commercial phenomena (be it grunge or U2) and too little to the merits of real musicians. If somebody composes the most divine music but no major label picks him up and sells him around the world, a lot of rock critics will ignore him. If a major label picks up a musician who is as stereotyped as can be but launches her or him worldwide, your average critic will waste rivers of ink on her or him. This is the sad status of rock criticism: rock critics are basically publicists working for major labels, distributors and record stores. They simply highlight what product the music business wants to make money from.

And that is a work of pure art, why are you complaining?

The spanish parts are pure Quevedo, it´s like something from the Golden Century

The genuine optimism about pop culture’s capacity to cause meaningful social change from the end of WWII to the 90s was the tragedy, today’s poptimism is the farce.

I'm sure the 'right cheek, left cheek, right cheek' refers to Christ's offering the other cheek.
In his quest to satisfy his desire for an authentic romantic connection, he won't let competitors lead him astray from the righteous path.
Rather than answering an insult with the same violence, triggering an ever expanding cycle of retribution, he is prepared to offer both his cheeks.
Desire has captured his senses, his 'sweet tooth', but not his conscience.

Actually 'así te lo hago yo' is pretty sonorous

I now understand the lyrics. Thank you, Yea Forums

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Even the Beatles are better than jazz.

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Anyone have that old Rebecca Black Friday text?

based

The Beatles were shit

It boggles the mind how a Jew can be this based.

What a disgusting human being. Jazz is the most beautiful music rivalled only by classical and this dumb nigger refuses to acknowledge it because it was invented by blacks.

Unironically what did he mean by this?

He's right, though. Jazz is a chthonic liturgy at the intersection of the negro and the jew.

jesus christ

I don't know I have heaed the jazz is a attempt at subverting music a few times now from different sources.

Ata tata tata zukkyun!
Wa tata tatata dokkyun!
Zukyun! Dokyun!
Zukyun! Dokyun!
Yada! Yada! Yada! Yada!
Never! Never! Never!

C! I! O! Chokorēto
Chokorēto
Cho! Cho! Cho! Ii ka na?
Demo ne chotto Weight
Chotto saikin shinpai nandesu
Dakedo chokorēto chokorēto
Cho! Cho! Cho! Ii ka na?
Demo ne chotto Wait
Chottomatte
Cho! Cho! Cho!

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The CHAD KIKE vs VIRGIN NIGGER

You're gonna get shit for saying the truth but you're right. Music and literature from nowadays is shit, but film is good.

Was very surprised to come across this part during my read of Paradise Lost, I must say, seemed a little out of place

At least Adorno and Evola saw eye-to-eye on something.

Modern music is God awful and degenerate. Every lyric is about glorifying the bourgeois lifestyle of partying, drugs, sex, and "living life in the fast lane." Fucking clown world, man.

t. castrato

I just realized it's THE BEAT.LES meaning music....... I always thought it was THE BEETLES as in the insect

>mfw

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Nigger do you really think older music was any different? In the 1960s you got the same fucking shit unless you actually bothered to fucking seek out good shit, which is the shit that actually got remembered. Same process will happen here.

I don't think it was any better then either. I believe it all went downhill in the 20th century. The only thing that changed is the quality of music has gotten worse with reverbs, layered vocals, and voice modification.

Fuck off... this is the same kind shit that got house wives scared in the 50s... Jerry Lee Lewis jumping in his seat while playing the piano was lewd and "SATANIC"

metrosophisticated pop irony isn't for everyone, and not everyone gets it or finds it in any era. It's always there. But are you?

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it was satanic

The simple version:
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>t. Trout Mask Replica fan
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Based.
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>from different sources

Based kike

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im killing clown pepe. im strangling his thick green neck. im watching his eyes pop out of his skull and his cruel twisted smile turning into a purple frown. his afro becomes red with blood and the rainbow is no more