Year in Music 2016: The Year I Finally Got Old

2016, the year I finally got old.

In theory, I’ve been old for a while. I’m not the target audience for most new music anymore and haven’t been for a while now. But this year was the first year where I finally started to understand why the previous generation wanted all these damn kids off of their lawn.

Each week for the last three years*, Linds and I have been watching a series on YouTube that condenses the Billboard Hot 100 chart down to twenty minute videos. Now, as stated, I’m not really the target audience to begin with, as my tastes haven’t skewed “pop” or “R&B” for….just about forever. Nonetheless, it’s a kind of fun and interesting way to keep up to date on what music is popular without having to, you know, turn the damned radio on.

* Ever since VH1 canned Jim Shearer from the Top 20 Video Countdown. It was an obviously horrible move. None of the hosts they had on the show had even half of Shearer’s charisma, and the format turned from the often-interesting “guy on the street” to the ever-boring “people sitting in a studio sound stage”. The most obvious thing about the whole story was when the show got cancelled.

This year, more than ever, it all sounded so…played out. Generic trap rap might be my least favorite thing ever*, but it wasn’t just people like Future becoming legitimate stars and formerly kind of interesting people like Drake latching on to worst impulse trends with reckless abandon, everything just sounded generic. From Maroon 5 (dude, Kendrick… what??) to a good 60% of Alt Nation’s newer playlist, nothing really stood out.

* Weirdly, it will be fairly underrepresented in my “Least Favorite Songs” list. To some degree, that’s because I don’t really listen to it, but also, it’s a little more “boring and monotonous” than “actively bad”.

And even if it did, for some reason, it felt like I didn’t have any chance to listen to it. I ended up listening to nearly 80 new albums this year, but that’s down from other years, and I straight up missed stuff from so many artists that had been meaning to check out that it’s sort of surprising that I did end up coming up with a fairly solid top 20.

A lot of that was the new normal of my life. Pre-fatherhood, Linds and I would end up going off and doing our thing in separate rooms after dinner pretty often. This was when I would usually listen to new music. For the last ten years, the Internet has been (by FAR) the place where I find the most music. That was still the case this year, obviously, but there was one huge difference. In the past, I would be surfing the net in my office, find a band or album that seemed interesting, and pull up whatever music I could find by them immediately. This year, I’m doing just as much digging, but Linds and I usually sit in the living room to unwind a bit after Caleb goes to bed. Instead of listening to something right away, it goes into the “That sounds kind of interesting, I’ll listen to that later” queue. That was a queue that did nothing but get bigger and bigger this year.

I definitely don’t mean for this to come off as complaining, even if a readthrough of this is certainly giving off that vibe. It just means that next year, I’m going to have to structure my time a little differently. I should probably do that anyway.

Anyway, even though I didn’t find quite as much new stuff as I usually do this year, there was still a treasure trove of music to be found. That’s what this week is about! We come to praise 2016’s Music, not bury it.

Let’s do this.


2 thoughts on “Year in Music 2016: The Year I Finally Got Old

  1. Yeah, I’ve been slowly oldening over the last few years, too. I turn 40 this year, I guess it’s time.
    Parenting was a part, but I’ve been a dad for 13 years now. But the oldest stays up later and later…

    Below is a list of other parts:

    Kids having their own tastes.
    Kids asking about lyrics.
    Getting Netflix (after years without cable).
    Other interests (like going outside).

    Everything being offered as a stream instead of an mp3 download (I listen mostly on my iPod, so this does nothing for me).

    My reliable sources offering too many options. Phillip Sherburne used to have a monthly column on Pitchfork. Then he had a weekly column on Spin and a monthly mix. Now I just check his 20-odd album reviews on Pitchfork. I’ll never hear an interesting white-label 12″ that way.

    Pitchfork and others baffling my attempts to grab their RSS feeds.

    My reliable sources being less reliable.

    My general disinterest with current pop trends (see your own list above).

    Diving deeper into a few albums, some new, some from last year, some from 1994.

    Certain artists with unique/unusual/unpleasant sounds that are addictive and make all other music seem completely gray and flavorless. So that the options are “Do I want to listen to Horse Lords again or Do I want silence?” And, when reflecting “Do I even _like_ Nisennenmondai?” At points, they’ve been less music and more function. Like when you don’t even taste coffee but can’t make it without.
    Others that have been that inescapable rut over the last year: Aaron Dilloway, Jan St. Werner, Nisennenmondai, Eliza Soares, and to a lesser extent, catalog albums from Monster Magnet and Tranquility Bass.

    Some of those had a lagging effect: while I stayed fluent for years after they took effect, I was silently getting further and further behind, undermining any of the redundancy that used to allow me to ride out those times where I couldn’t stay current for months, like the birth of a new child


    1. One other thing: When I still had several best-of-the-year lists that I meant to get around to working through in the next May, I realized I was in too deep and had no actual interest in catching up.
      I had a scholarly interest, just not enough to make me hit play.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s