I've turned into my dad.

Many years ago, when I would travel across the plains to go to work with my father, I would play music (old school cassettes, in those days) in the car, only to have my dad moan about the quality of the material.
"It's just noise," he would say of Nirvana.
"Screaming cow," he blasted about Laura Nyro.
"What year was this? 1973?" he enquired of Dark Side of the Moon, by Pink Floyd.
"Yep," I replied, amazed.
"They smoke too many drugs," was his retort.
"Listen, gawp," I would reply. "One of us actually knows something about music, and it ain't you."
My dad would cough and try to splutter a reply before I would cut in:
"I liked that song that you wrote ..."

But now, I look at the current music which is being released and I despair, I really do. It's all Disney and X-Factor. Disney is creating a planet full of paedophiles, peddling all this Hannah Montana/High School Musical crap. X-Factor releases shite which they promote the shite out of, and people don't give a shit, two weeks after release.

As a teen, I would pop the ol' headphones on and enjoy music past and present, ranging from Buddy Holly to The Cure, Neu! to Blur, and Nick Drake to Elliott Smith (via PJ Harvey.)

But now,the youth of the UK cares nothing for any of that. They dig N-dubz, DJ Whatsisname and other pointless untertainment.

The quality of this decades music (for me), has been on par with the eighties. I liked some bands, then (The Cure, The Pixies, Lush, The Smiths, The La's, Kate Bush, Danielle Dax), and now (PJ Harvey (!), Beck, Radiohead, Sígur Rós, Holy Fuck).

It's a shame is all. PJ Harvey's Whte Chalk is one of the best albums I've ever heard, and no-one of today's youth will ever hear it.