I remember listening to Rodrigo and Gabriella the one day, and someone came up to me with pure shock splattered across their face. “But there are no words” they howled. “I’m confused, does that make this classical – and isn’t classical music like old people’s music?”.
WOW. Ok. Reliving that moment stunned me just as much as it did back then. But it raises a whole load of conversations. Like is rap or spoken word music? Even when it doesn’t have a beat under it? And all those other shades of grey.
Let me set the tone. This is a post about music. Not classical music. Not poetry. Or croquet. Music.
Not a soundtrack. Not ambient – def not ambient listening kinda music. But something you can spin at some sort of Brazillian dance off.
It’s sexy. Raw. Crazy. Lyrical – without words. Riffing on ideas, meme’s, popular culture and…
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