What happened to music? At what point did it stop being music and begin being garbage that could be pumped into a person’s ears? You might say, “What about R&B? There are people making good R&B music.” I say, “Name one person, just one, and it better not be Justin Timberlake.” I mean, seriously, are you going to tell me that “Cry Me a River” is as good of a song as Rockwell’s “Somebody’s Watching Me”? Timberlake’s voice is terrible, the song’s chorus is forgettable, and the beat sounds like it was made by a two-year-old. None of that can be said about “Somebody’s Watching Me.”
"But wait," you say, "what about rock music?" And, once again, I respond, “Name one good rock band, and it better not be Fall Out Boy.” Are you going to tell me that “This Ain’t a Scene, it’s an Arms Race” is as good as Bachman-Turner Overdrive’s “You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet”? “You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet” is a classic rock song that has stood the test of time. The song has memorable lyrics that everybody can identify with. Unlike Fall Out Boy, the members of Bachman-Turner Overdrive have actually learned how to play their instruments and sing well, not just bang on their instruments and shout. Not to mention that, despite the fact that it's a hard-driving rock song, a person can dance to “You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet.” Can you say any of that about “This Ain’t a Scene, it’s an Arms Race”? I didn’t think so.