Sunday, 21 November 2010

It's music, Bob. But not as we know it.

After being subjected to my brother's selection of 3 (yes, 3) tracks the entire weekend [comprising Rihanna (some song that goes "oh naa naaa"), some bloke who growls "nails done, hair done everything did", and some guy who sounds like he could be Kanye West... but with autotune everyone sounds like Kanye West], I was starkly reminded of my fear that autotune will one day kill off music entirely.

It's a pretty depressing thought. Will my kids one day hear a song and ask me "why does it sound so wierd, mummy?" and I will respond, "that's because they're singing, my darlings"? No. It cannot be. My children will know the beautiful voices of Mariah Carey and Billie Holliday, Eva Cassidy and Stevie Wonder. Then I realised oooohhhhh, autotune wont kill music...autotune will kill hip hop.

But wait...no. That's not possible - Puff Daddy and Bad Boy already did that. Nothing to fear then hey.

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