Your music collection might fit in your back
pocket
and you might have every song
under the sun
but nothing beats picking out an actual
record
and ACTUALLY
LISTENING
TO
IT.
You kids only want fast beats and catchy choruses
always flicking through your playlists
but you can’t expect anyone to take you
seriously
when you say “LIL WAYNE
IS BANGIN!”
and you’ve never heard Public Enemy’s
IT TAKES A NATION OF MILLIONS
FEAR OF A BLACK PLANET
or their less-appreciated
debut.
You never give any money to the artists
(all your music belongs
to APPLE )
you passed up the old Punk
7”s
and said you would only listen to Reggae
if you were drunk
or getting high.
How fucking ignorant
when your dream is to be a judge on X-FACTOR
and that modern-day dance
remix
straight-up
shits
on the original.
And you can’t expect me to forgive
you
for all the times you’ve flaunted
your iPod
on a bus
claiming “THIS SHIT IS SICK BRO!”
when I can’t help but hear
all the shit
you play
and – believe me – none of it sounds any
good
to
me.
ANDY C DIY 