Personal on May 23rd, 2012 19:09 by Henkka
You know the feeling of when you read something you said in the past, and you just think to yourself, “what the hell was I thinking when I said that?“
That, my friends, is what “stupid bullshit Henkka says” is about. Please join me as I’ll be going down memory lane, searching for really embarrassing stuff I’ve said on the blog before. Then, rather than deleting that stuff off the face of the internet, I’m going to take the offensive material and post it here for you to point and laugh at, and for me to state why I think it’s bullshit. You with me? Are you good for some laughs? Let’s go then.
First up is a real good one! And by “real good”, I mean “awful”. This is from a post in January 2008 when I made a post on liking Japanese music. All in all, it’s an embarrassing read. I can sort of, kind of see what I was trying to say in there, but it all falls so short. Not one of my favorite posts, to say the least. However, it’s not an offensive post… until the middle of the post when I say this:
I still seem to have a sense of telling if the music I am hearing is bad or not, no matter if it’s Japanese or not. And even if I listen to lots of music many would deem bad, I still have the clear thought in my mind that my taste in music is superior to anyone else’s… by far. :)
I get sort of angry at just the thought of me writing that. First and foremost, the question I want to ask my 18-year-old self… why the hell did I think it was a good idea to use smileys? Someone invent a machine that enables you to go back in time to smack your past self in the face.
In any case… four years later, and I absolutely do not agree with the above statement. In fact, I just checked, and a year ago I even wrote a comment, explicitly stating:
I absolutely don’t mean to say my taste in music is any better than anyone who’s read the post.
Well, there goes my integrity as a blogger!
Harima commented on the post saying he liked my attitude in saying that, and I get that. I like the occasional “fuck you” to the reader, too. I just wish it hadn’t been me who wrote that. I actually sort of still remember what the Henkka four years ago was trying to say with that, though. I can still recall what prompted me to write it. I was reading a blog, and the author of it made a little off-hand comment, sort of just saying “… I listen to crappy music though, so don’t listen to me” or something of the sort. It made me think to myself, “Really? You really feel that way?” I mean… if you’re consciously thinking to yourself, “Jesus, this song is fucking awful” and yet you still listen to it, then alright, I can see how you might feel that way. However, if that isn’t the case…
I don’t know. At some point I just sort of came to think that there is no shitty music. Yeah, I still am as guilty as the next guy in calling songs shitty. I mean, it’s fun! (And believe me, I’m fighting myself really hard not to make a stab at metalcore here.) But really… this is going to sound so obvious when I put it like this, but no, I think there is no shitty music. There is no good music. There’s just music. Regardless of its public opinion, regardless of how sophisticated it is music theory-wise, regardless of how much (or how little) it has sold… does any of that really hold any importance? If something is loved by half the world today, if it’s indisputably f’ing genius level in musical sophistication, even if it’s the no. 1 most sold album in the world ever… what does all of that amount to if it sounds like shit to your ears? Could you feel sorry for not listening to some allegedly incredible band — say, something that’s supposed to be musically light years ahead of what you listen to — if all their music sounds to you like a variation of this? Oh yeah, you’re really missing out.
Yeah, I know, Black Sabbath are supposed to be pioneers of metal and Lady Gaga is the savior of pop music as we know it, and apparently I’m missing out on more than I can ever know when I don’t listen to them… but fuck that, man. I’d rather listen to complete, deafening silence. Do I think they’re inherently bad, though? Not at all, I just don’t see the appeal. Me, I think The Beatles is some of the best music ever, and yet, I’m willing to bet that at the very least a good half of you reading this want me to take my Beatles bullshit elsewhere and not litter your RSS reader with it. Regardless of the countless people who think it’s timeless music, regardless of the fact that they’re the best-selling music artist ever, I still don’t think your disinterest or dislike for them is at all unjust. You just find little or no value in their music — or you just plain don’t give a shit — just like how I feel with Black Sabbath and Lady Gaga… and a whole damned bunch of other artists. (I swear, for a guy that calls himself a music lover? You’d be surprised at how much of a picky asshole I am.)
My opinion on the matter as of now (subject to change at any time): I don’t think my taste in music is better than yours, and I also don’t think yours is any better than mine. We just like different shit, and if you and me were forced to solely listen to each others’ favorite music starting tomorrow, I think we’d both be really unhappy about it… to say the least.
And there you have it. From “I know my taste is superior, bitch” to “We’re all our own person! Peace and love to the world! Legalize it! Koala bears! Free hugs!!” Man… I think I’m mellowing out.
Do you guys have any favorite stories of times when you couldn’t help but cringe at inane shit you’d said before? If so, please share. Also, if you remember me saying something really stupid on the blog (or stuff that contradicts with what I’m saying about stuff these days), let me know and it may be featured in a future episode of “Stupid bullshit Henkka says”!