Sometimes I Cry
I cry because I’m on my own
The tears I cry R bitter and warm
They flow with life but take no form
I cry because my heart is torn
and I find it difficult to carry on If I had an ear 2 confide in
I would cry among my treasured friend
But who do you know that stops that long
to help another carry on The world moves fast and it would rather pass u by
than 2 stop and c what makes u cry
It’s painful and sad and sometimes I cry
and no one cares about why.
One of the biggest things that are different between the music of the 70’s and the music of today is that most of the artists today don’t write about the things important to their lives. The music in the 70’s told stories. They were autobiographical. Then along came electronic music and artists didn’t even have to learn how to play an instrument. They had no right to call themselves a musician.
Unfortunately, there are but a few people who write almost all of songs the major pop artists perform. They don’t write their own songs. What they sing has nothing to do with their lives. Their music is put together with a formula proven to sell. There is no heart. It won’t make you feel anything. It is just a business and if those artists want to make albums they sing what they are told to sing. Because those people who put their music together like a jigsaw puzzle are only interested in the money THEY will make. If the singer doesn’t want to sing it they will find someone else.
But then I read this – Sometimes I cry – and also the work of two previous posts by Phora and this makes me understand what is inside these two artists. I have never been interested in rap – ever. I find the rhythm monotonous and mush of the lyrics are angry and disrespectful, especially to women. But I realize now that I was lumping all the music of all the rap artists into one big ball and discounted everything they were trying to say without even listening to it. I think most people of a previous generation do that to every youth generation they are not part of.
What I read in these few short writings is the pain that comes with fame. I think it also comes with everyone who has too much money. Are they only attracted to your fame? Who are your friends? Would they be there if you didn’t have money to throw at them? Sadly, probably not. It is a lonely place to be.
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