Our Moment to Mourn Music

The talent-vacuum robo-dancepuppets One Direction are veritable merchandise machines. Their music is a mere distraction in the never-ending quest to foist more and more tat upon an unsuspecting (pre-) pubescent audience for whom only one line of any song needs to be remembered.

And we danced all night… to the best song ever.

Modern music. It’s certainly not what it used to be.

A slightly longer version of this rant...