Posted on | July 24, 2013 | 6 Comments
I am so tired of cranky old men that pitch endless bitches about how music today is all blah, blah, blah, the fucking blah. The sound like my mother, to be honest. Dad never said much about my taste in music unless I asked. So…I didn’t.
Now, this is supposition on my part but I get the idea that the whiney geezers hear what’s on the radio and dismiss it out of hand as what is happening in the world of music today. Which is such a waste of time. Today’s radio is all about what the corporate heads want us to hear and to buy, it’s run by suits and the fact that there are scads of kids today that don’t listen to the radio should tell you that it’s not meeting their needs, wants or desires. In short, it’s an old medium; radio as a music delivery system to the masses is dying, life support, it’s close to over unless something drastically changes in the music industry. Since it’s run by fossils, I don’t see it.
Were I a fellow crabby old fart, I’d never have looked around and found The Like, a girl group with an edge (and if you read the Wikipedia entry, a pedigree). That edge shows in taking a different tack to songs, ideas that might have been taboo 20-30 years ago.
I love the juxtaposition of a 60′s girl group sound colliding with the anger of “Wishing He Were Dead”. In this case, it’s the way the boy will be feeling after the wronged woman gets through with him. It’s an understandable and easily identifiable emotion. It’s also refreshing hearing it sung about in such a breezy, poppy fashion.
This is a fun little record by a group sadly no longer together. Still, I do like The Like and find them worth a listen.