Three After Three: Average Players

Good music is simply a substance of taste.

For me, a kid of the 1990s from their dark current, good music is filth, it's excesses, it's quite a few sloppyness, it's a scream, it's the anxiety of the audience, it's indifference to the opinion of the planet about creativity. It's not listening to shoals and morality.

It's a combination of many emotions and states of mind. So the perfect song will be the 1 that can actually express emotions as different as – on the 1 hand – sadness, despair, hopelessness, depression and complete crushing; on the another hand – ruthless self-criticism, low self-esteem, deficiency of illusions about himself and his future, cynicism and autoirony; on the another hand – mocking the world, the venom of social criticism, ruthless exposing, frustrated; and yet – anger, rage, aggression and – yes – hatred.

A lot of this, it's not easy to fit in a fewer minutes track, sometimes X-generation kids helped make a bigger whole, EP or album. A masterpiece was created trying to make an impression made by the sober minds, but being able to accomplish this emotional tear, only due to the formally forbidden substances.

So I am increasing out of a stream where strong negative emotions were not hidden, suppressed, uptipped, they were not pretended not to exist, they were not shouted at only to their own 4 walls. On the contrary, paradoxical beauty was created erstwhile they received a discount. For many listeners, a kind of lightning rod that allowed them to drive out their own fits of frustration, despair, or rage and hatred. You might have felt a small relieved erstwhile Staley plunged from the speakers deeper than your despair, Cobain experienced more frustration, and Cornell took on the fork of the hypocrisy of the planet you hated.

Once the expression of hatred had the chance to become an outstanding work of art. No wonder. As she said at the Liberty Games in the panel about Tiffany Jenkins' freedom of speech, people sometimes hate, sometimes they're right that they hate, sometimes they have a right to say about it. Today's planet doesn't accept that. Today, all of this is simply a “heit”.

Recently, the “head” and “headers” have decided to punish the Polish tennis player from the Z generation (far from all the prefects of the generation consuming the music written on the laptop at a cup of flat white in an elegant large-town cafe), Iga Świętek. Among the marked “heit” by her, quite a few beetrooting rudeness in the form of remarks on the appearance of an external tennis player. There's nothing to defend here. But a deeper reading of the revealed examples shows that the “head” besides includes statements specified as “You are an average player”; “You have no discipline, no talent, no ability to adapt, no ability to play in a different style, no intellectual strength”, “You are a disgrace”.

The last message is simply a large one, but each 1 is criticism from disappointed viewers. The second is even constructive criticism, due to the fact that it contains a list of things that the author believes Christmas must work on. This is hatred, this is simply a ‘head’, it is to be banned or declared inadmissible? Can't you express that already? Really? Where are we going?

Who goes to public forums, no substance what purpose, has to face criticism and negative emotions. possibly the fact that you're falling apart into a 1000 pieces erstwhile an anonymous individual in the network writes about you “average player” is that you perceive to bad music?