Love this. Have been vibing on what is our own for some time, and it’s so nice to consider it through the lenses of Mama Cass and John Cage. 4’33” is a revelation a la literally any pie you’ve made.
Bubblegum is definitely not my music of choice these days (tho Mama Cass kicks ass). I have been unable to tear myself away from female rage in song form - and because I'm a late GenXer, for me that means '90s femme punk and rock. My playlists these days are all Bikini Kill and Sleater-Kinney, the Cranberries and the Breeders, Veruca Salt and Garbage and even the occasional Liz Phair or Alanis Morrisette...etc. But the main thing is to exactly what you said, for us all to keep making our own music (or loudly scream along to other people's music, which is a sort of music all its own).
Love this. Have been vibing on what is our own for some time, and it’s so nice to consider it through the lenses of Mama Cass and John Cage. 4’33” is a revelation a la literally any pie you’ve made.
Bubblegum is definitely not my music of choice these days (tho Mama Cass kicks ass). I have been unable to tear myself away from female rage in song form - and because I'm a late GenXer, for me that means '90s femme punk and rock. My playlists these days are all Bikini Kill and Sleater-Kinney, the Cranberries and the Breeders, Veruca Salt and Garbage and even the occasional Liz Phair or Alanis Morrisette...etc. But the main thing is to exactly what you said, for us all to keep making our own music (or loudly scream along to other people's music, which is a sort of music all its own).
Yes, exactly!