Since our culture is completely in the sewer system, I give you the latest music with its real lyrics instead of the forget you one hears on the radio:F.... YOU (read without the ellipses) -- THE VIDEO
f... you (read without the ellipses) from the music industry
Here is also the stuff I tried to play as the amateur musician that I am:tristesse etude as a memorial for my cousin
There has always been a gulf between “serious” music and popular music. There was some godawful pop in the 30s and 40s, too.
Oh, and here’s the lyrics to In the Hall of the Mountain King:
Slay him! The Christian’s son has bewitched
The Mountain King’s fairest daughter!
Slay him!
Slay him!
May I hack him on the fingers?
May I tug him by the hair?
Hu, hey, let me bite him in the haunches!
Shall he be boiled into broth and bree to me
Shall he roast on a spit or be browned in a
stewpan?
Ice to your blood, friends!
Yup....music was soooooo much better then.