As we take a little break from my Psychology columns, I want to use this time to passionately rant about an issue that has come up and disappeared numerous times in the past and irritated me. Although, I have a feeling this will be controversial, I want to make my message clear to those reading this. THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS “REAL” MUSIC. It really bugs me when I openly express the love for the songs that I listen to (mostly pop) and people are like “Dude, listen to real music.” I mean, I normally don’t show it, but that statement itself ticks me off. Music is music. “Good” and “bad” music only exist when people talk about their tastes.
It’s the same thing with shuffling. I was looking at the comments section of LMFAO’s Party Rock music video, and there were people saying how LMFAO’s shuffling is crap and how people should learn how to really shuffle. Okay, again. I get that the dance originated in Australia and is known as the Melbourne shuffle. The idea spread into the U.S., and now we have own style of shuffling. For those of you against it, deal with it. You can’t change a thing about it. So while I don’t care if you spread your hatred amongst your fellow Melbourne shuffling supporters. So at least respect it and let us enjoy a simplified version of the dance and the version that we appreciate so much. We never said Melbourne shuffling is crap. So why should you diss our style? Once again, there is no such thing as “real” shuffling. Shuffling is shuffling, regardless of Hardstyle or Newstyle.
I know, I know. There will be those of you that ask “So, why did you bring it up in the first place if you hate it so much?” First off, I tend to have a hard time ignoring the most ignorant statements I’ve ever heard. Second of all, I don’t give a s*** if you care about the truth or not. You face the truth all around you, every effing day of your life. There’s no escaping it, so why bother? Another counter statement that bothers me so much: “You’re taking this too seriously.” Okay, I get it. It’s the entertainment world. It’s your opinion. You’re free to do whatever the hell you want. Fine, then. I don’t care if you decide to ignore my statement. Because, once again and not to sound cocky, it’s the truth. So in the end, while it may be my problem for not being able to ignore just ignorant statements, it’s your fault for not accepting the truth and making me frustrated. Like I said, this rant will probably be highly controversial among those who dwell my blog site for columns to read, but if you stop following my posts because of one statement that you dislike, that’s your problem, not mine.