"Music is no longer about how you sound, but how you look" -AC Lorenzo

The above quote sums up how much music has devolved over the past few years.

Music that defines a decade:
70's - Disco
80's - Rock and Roll
90's - Fresh R&B
2000's? __________

With the barrage of reality TV shows like American Idol bastardizing what once was good music (with only 'pretty people' making the cut) it only makes sense that confused teens turn to alternative, underground, and even Emo types of songs to find their Golden Age of Music; what they so vehemently describe as, 'real talent'.

Which still begs the question: What is considered 'Popular Music'? Because even when these underground artists become popular, their once-loyal fan base commits mutiny against them, screaming "Sellout!" to them from the highest mountain tops. It's all so warped.

I've ultimately been disturbed with how prejudice our society has been on the whole idea of music. Susan Boyle on Britain's Got Talent is a perfect example: "Oh, you have a decent voice, AND you're ugly! Wow, let's make that an internet sensation" Honestly, if that woman wins it won't be because of her 'Talent' as the name of the show claims, and we all know it.

Strip away the visual aspects of a musical artist and simply listen to what they have to offer. Throw up a curtain in front of them before you get to see what they look like and listen like every generation before this weird age and you just might find that you'll actually judge a musical artist for what their claim to fame should be: Their music. Not how they look, how they are with the media, or what their personality is like - that should be secondary, shouldn't it?

Think about it, is Brittney really talented? If you really listen to her songs since her 'comeback', they're all about how we're chasing her because of who she is. She's making money off of mocking our retarded interest in her life. And the best part is that she's getting away with it all right under our noses. Truth be told, that's the first time that she's actually impressed me since oogling over her sexy belly in "Hit Me Baby One More Time." Ahh, the guilty pleasure of watching her dance around in jailbait-outfits.

But take the belly and schoolgirl uniforms away, and man that was a stupid song.

All I'm saying is that there is no music that can clearly define this decade, because this decade, unlike those before it, can't seem to rally around a brand that can unite us. Perhaps we will just forever be known in the history books as the decade of 'The Confused and Talentless."

Ah, now there's something to be proud of.