To state the obvious, the music industry has gone to shit.

This is no secret.
Way back when, popular musicians had some sort of artistic integrity, a uniqueness about them that set them apart from the copies of copies of copies of people who just wanted to be famous. Now, popular "musicians" have little to no artistic integrity, and they are the copies of copies of copies of people who just want to be famous. How so many of them managed to climb to the top of the charts is beyond me. Like, how does one feel artistically satisfied singing "ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass" or "Gucci Gucci Louis Louis Fendi Fendi Prada/them basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even bother"...I don't understand it, it doesn't speak to me. I don't care how many girls you have in your bed or how much money you spent last night. That's not art, it's monotony.

If you turn on your local popular music radio station, you'll hear the same stupid song over and over again. The sad thing is that those songs are hits. They sell, and people are buying it. It's like buying a black shirt every day from the same brand because that brand is "in." (Black is the absence of color.)
I love spending money on music, because I feel like the artists I buy it from deserve every cent and more. I buy band merchandise of every color in existence from whatever brand that sells it because I love it. My iTunes library is an ocean of white (white contains every color in the visible spectrum) - it's everywhere, it's what makes up most of the world on which you live, but most of it goes undiscovered. Still pure. There are hundreds of square miles of ocean, out in the middle of nowhere, that no one has ever seen. It's undeniably there, but most people don't allow themselves to see it. The same goes for true, raw artistry.

Good music is the color in an otherwise black and grey world. Artists are people who care enough to search for the colors and create unique combinations that can be appreciated by other people who've adjusted their eyes to see them, in all forms of art. It has meaning. It can be interpreted different ways by different people. The creation of true art depends on the individuality of the artist, and the interpretation of true art depends on the individuality of the audience. You don't have to look at a painting and see the exact same thing as the next person, or hear a song and be listening to the exact same thing as the next person.
If you listen to a popular song right here right now, you'll be hearing the exact same thing as the person next to you. Most likely, since it's popular, that song is about sex or drugs or weed. There's no room for interpretation.

In a hundred years, we'll be remembered for what was popular at this time and that frightens me to the point that I'm ashamed to be human.
"I am the ocean, I am the sea. There is a world inside of me."
There are people like me, that nobody sees. There is good in the world, but the majority of its population are too blind to acknowledge it, and for that I apologize - whatever divine purpose we may have is going unfulfilled.

Slash/Myles Kennedy - "Sweet Child O Mine" acoustic

I love this song.

I love Slash.
I love Myles Kennedy.

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I love these two.

^modesty is so hard to find. iii];-)'