music

Today's soundtrack was the discography of iconic Canadian band Glass Tiger, as I revisited it ahead of their Peachfest show tonight in Penticton. "The Thin Red Line" was one of the first cassette tapes I ever owned. (Yes, the nostalgia industry is now targeting my generation. I'm OK with that.) It's funny how all music hits different as an adult than when growing up, but one line in particular stuck with me today:

Look at me, I'm watching worlds crumble.

Now that you've got that Haddaway song in your head (you're welcome - I love the 90s too), this is a truly important question that we need to answer: what is love?

Or maybe the song in your head is Tina Turner's. It's a poignant question, really: "What's love, but a sweet- old-fashioned notion?" Sadly, our culture would pat Tina on the head and think she is the sweet old-fashioned one for thinking love could be such a thing.

I often complain that our culture has turned music into a spectator sport. We pay a lot of money to see professional musicians and think that "the rest of us" aren't good enough to do it. Hogwash.