Canadian rock-centred radio stations have a tendency to fixate on a few core artists, often times local artists. The duty to support homegrown acts has become an embedded feature in modern rock radio.
You can’t force yourself to like something, whether for the benefit of others or as a personal need.
There’s a sort of blessing that comes with a truly bad or disappointing song. A 1/10, if you will.
After my disgruntled previous post I made a vow to myself that I would not write again until I found something I genuinely enjoyed and could write about positively. No caveats, no half-hearted praise, no tempered analysis. I wanted to hear a new song that I legitimately liked.
Recently I wrote about the trademarks of the classic “bad song”, where “bad” meant generic and totally forgettable. In that case it meant The disposable, lazy, often single-note hook repeated 4 times over a bland chord progression.