beck makes no sense

i like beck. alot. that type of chill-yet-fun music really gets me. also, he's just extremely talented. and you can't really pin down what type of music he does. that's why i had to make up a name for it.

but that's also why he aggravates me to no end!

him, and people like him. people who create things that make zero sense and make people like me feel as though we're missing something. like we don't get it. like we're idiots!

but we aren't. it's random. it's just all so freaking random. they throw together some words, or images, or scenes, that seem like that have a meaning, and sit back to watch the people oggle over their "creativity." and i put that in quotes not because i don't think they are creative, but because i disagree with why other people say they are creative. they are creative because they turn off all the hindrances that natural logic and reason put on us, and come up with random fun things that seem to go together. they aren't creative because there is some deep meaning in what they are saying with their art. those cases are rare, and half the time they are probably lying about having some "secret meaning."

i think this has taken me on a weird tirade about how much i don't like the whole "it means whatever you want it to mean." most of this entry makes no sense...or does it?