|Needs more necks|
So why do shrieking guitar wizards like Satriani, Vai, and Malmsteen have a huge following? This reminds of the terrible, awful, disgusting movie that is Mr. Holland’s Opus. The one thing I took out of that movie was how he listened to Coltrane over and over and over again until he enjoyed it. This, in psychological terms, makes perfect sense. After ingesting complexities we begin to understand them more and thus enjoy them more. Isn't this how seemingly every song appears to us? I mean, I never truly like a song until about the third or fourth listen, and any song I immediately enjoy, I inevitably end up in disgust of it. There are a few gems that ring true in the tiny little amp in the bottom of my soul every single time, from the first play to the last, but those are rarities indeed. No one becomes a jazz fan overnight.
I often wonder if this is what happened with Seven Mary Three and me. In my late teens, I became enveloped by a group of guys that touted rock music like it could save your life and wreck your life all in the same swoop, like rock was this omniscient being that required attention to its every facet. Seven Mary Three was their band. Like any teen of the 90s, I loved "Cumbersome" and the still-creeps-me-out "Water’s Edge," but it wasn’t like they liked them. They were in the fan club, could sing all the lyrics, and liked every. single. song. Did drinking all night long and listening to the newly released Orange Ave. one summer bias me, conditioning me to love Seven Mary Three? I’ll never know, and I don’t care. Seven Mary Three seemingly still kicks out good music to this day, but why then have they never found the success of a Pearl Jam or the Stone Temple Pilots?
All joking aside, these biases collected over time make us think our music is better, that it means more. Like discovering Nirvana before they dropped Nevermind makes their music better somehow. There are radio stations all over the country dedicated to this theory. Every college town has a radio station that plays the music of about 10-15 years ago. When I was attending college in the late 90s, it was 80s: R.E.M., Pixies, U2, Genesis, Tom Petty, and the likes, with the DJ proclaiming that he loved Husker Du before they were Husker Du. College kids all grown up with nice-paying jobs in control of what the public listens to and still touting their music as the “right” music. Now it’s 90s rock, but where does it go from there? Music is so fragmented now.