I'm quite fed up with people undermining craftsmen. Proper musicians are those.
They have the skill and they use it. Music is there to give us some audio background for our miserable lives.
I also used to consider some musicians as lame or sell-outs years ago, but now I like to listen to them every now and then, because their tracks remind me of the yesteryear. So fucking what?
There are plenty of "artists" I still wouldn't touch with a barge pole - not because I don't "get" them or because their tracks are to bouncy - it's because they're not true musicians/craftsmen nor artists, because they were puppets manufactured by a producer behind them, shaped up by media, thrown into the studio before performing live etc.
People who think that there's a place for one genre only are fools and nothing more. How can you be so narrow minded, people? There's music for dancing and there's music for rioting, there's music for making love and then there's for slashing wrists. And it's all good. There's also musac for the elevators and shopping centres. And it's very needed indeed.
Some years ago I thought that all lovers rock is lame and cringeworthy and ragga is the way to go. Now, after some time spent within the industry, I have more respect for Derrick Harriott than Capleton or Sizzla whose music is appealing to my angst and sense of rhythm, but at the same time disgust me, because of the hypocrisy, misogyny, sexism, homophobia and general cult of the ceiling cat. How can I associate myself with guys who bang about Jehova, but smoke crack backstage, drink Henessy, lock their women in the shack next to their house when they're on their periods? Now, pop lovers rock... Very lame, but has it's integrity in place. Still based on a solid craft.
I respect anyone who can come out on the stage in their local pub and try their material as opposed to any shit which is signed first, then recorded, then video's made.
latfh