The Little Intro That Could

Once upon a time there was a little intro that huffed and puffed so hard in pursuit of meaning and relevance that it developed into a full-grown rant…

My embrace of indie music over the last couple of years has led me to make two significant realisations. The first, is that you don’t need to have a perfect singing voice to make great music. So many bands these days have singers, which to be honest, are average. But the music they create is fresh, intelligent and most importantly, full of well-crafted hooks, such that the vocals cease to become relevant. In some cases, the vocals are so poor that they become a form of obscurity, actually adding to the bands appeal. Well maybe it doesn’t go that far but you get what I mean right? The second realisation is that there are two types of great albums; those that will be recognised by generations to come as the best of our time, and those that will only ever be appreciated by us, the people who experienced it first hand. A cynical name for these later albums would be ‘gimmick records’ but I like to think of them in a more positive light, for I say they can still be great. They offer something very different to the ‘classics’; they our keep our minds stimulated and our attention spans occupied by giving us something we’ve never heard before. You may have noticed there are a lot of these records on this site. I don’t care if they make it big or not, they’re music satisfied me and hence served its purpose. Now don’t think I’m promoting quantity over quality, rather I’m just celebrating the fact that in this day and age, we have both. I am constantly blown away by the wealth of interesting new ideas that are continually being translated into brilliant music. Sometimes I question my own motives when I spend more time listening to bands I’ve never heard of than the bands I love. But the reward of discovering something new makes it absolutely worth it. It makes me so excited that I just wanna tell everyone!