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I agree and I think MTV & its daughters played a big part in the destruction of creativity. Here is my personal Ode to the Execs in a song I wrote a few years ago to express just that.
MUSIC IN THE VIDEO AGE
I’m so good-lookin’
And I got fine clothes
And that’s all it takes
I think that everybody knows
I got my dance moves down
I got my make-up on
With that combination
I can’t go wrong
I hear the teenage boys shouting for more
And soon they’re gonna be knockin’ down my door
And for the teenage girls I gotta big surprise
‘Cause I can smell their lust right between their thighs
Well I got no talent
But I got plenty of skill
And I don’t need feelings
When I can swallow a pill
And I got no soul
But I got big thighs
Just watch my video
You’ll be hypnotized
I hear the business man begging for more
And for a little more gold he’d call his mother a whore
And I see all the mommas actin’ surprised
But I can’t see nothin’ when I look in their eyes
The music is dead, but who’s to blame?
We’ve all the sold out, it’s all the same
The battle is lost, the deal is done
But don’t count the cost, ‘cause you’re having fun
Well I got a slick image
I got photo appeal
And noboby’s askin’
If I’m really for real
And if my words are shallow
It don’t matter one bit
‘Cause I can still make money
When it sounds like shit
Well I’m struttin’ my stuff on the big T.V.
And it gives me a thrill when you’re watching me
And I don’t care nothin’ ‘bout relationships
Just worship me and leave a big tip