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My most recent obsession (it has got nothing to do with movies, I promise)

Okay, I lied. Maybe it does have something in common with movies, but in an entirely different meaning than the movies I've written about before. It's something so magical, magnifying and unrepeatable it makes me even more sure I was born in a wrong generation. Makes me feel something deep inside me that makes me want to fly and makes me feel invincible, infinite. And what else in this word has such power over our minds and souls other than something as everlasting as movies, music and literature? That's right, I'm talking about all of those things here. But there's a slight difference or I should rather say, a hidden catch: I'm not talking about movies, music and literature in this time you and I live in, but about a time long before us, in the time of our parents' youth. The golden age. The age of when people actually poured their soul, effort and love in their work. And that's exactly what made it so great and infinite. The authenticity and charm, how they knew exactly what we're all actually feeling and expressed it better than anyone else. That was the time when life, society and love actually meant a thing to us all. When it had true meaning, something to be remembered and appreciated, storied. Nowadays we take all of these things for granted. We stopped appreciating all the wonderful things this world has to offer, every single thing lost its meaning. For instance, each time I want to hear a good, catchy song I always pick an old one. When I feel sad or lonely I pick some cheesy ballad from the 50's. When I'm getting ready for a night-out I put on a sexy, energetic song from the 90's to boost my mood. When I want to dance my heart out I put on a classic old rock song. Every philosophy of this world was described in the golden age era, the DNA was wholly solved in the 1953, best movies were made in the second half of the 20th century, not to mention music and literature...

I am aware that each generation, each era has its own charms and magic, its own inventions and improvements, but if you ask me, the most magical period of our time on this planet already passed us. I simply believe that in the time we live today, we forgot to just stop and realize how lucky we are to have come so far. It seems like folks back in the days knew how to do that and knew how to make it remembered so far. I don't think we can even compare to that. Sure, today's music will be marked as historic one day, and it will have some sort of meaning to people in the future, but I don't think it will ever come close to making music something else, something so eternal like the oldies goldies we know today. I don't think music has ever had a greater meaning, even if to a few people, but still to those who know how to keep it remembered. I sometimes do feel a bit isolated in this area for having some sort of crush for music and movies back from the 50's, 60's and so on, being the only one who feels like that era was a great part of history. But me being so foolishly obsessed with that period of time doesn't state that today's music is totally shit. The problem that I can't ignore, though, is that the music that is shit is prevailing in the music industry these days. Why? Because it's shocking, explicit and thrilling to know celebrity scandal. But sure, no one notices how dull, soulless and in general shit that music is. That is mostly because today music isn't even about music anymore. It's about money, breaking records on Youtube and being the absolute biggest whore/idiot/imbecile you can be so people can talk about you and the media can write about you. Worthless history will be made and again the bad guys win.

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What will this century will be remembered after in the field of culture and art? Miley Cyrus humping a floating hot-dog? The headache-causing fling thing going on between Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez that are today considered as most popular musicians? Oh god how I wish they'd still make music you can actually dance to. When you could pour your heart out into dancing and screaming the lyrics. Or maybe that's just my perception of music back in those days. I guess fixing up my folk's old Marantz vinyl record player got me a bit sentimental on that part, but I'm happy I feel that way. Because there's so much more music to discover, deepen into and treasure. I'm sure this century isn't as fucked up as it started, but I'm kind of losing faith in it. All those posts on Internet showing us that humanity isn't that dead can hide, because I can't trust someone telling me one thing while there's exactly the opposite going on in the world. People are cowards, naive and filled with lies they keep on buying. How can we do something different in this world, reason it, when the people show us right in our face they aren't capable of change? They all want to be a part of it, but they don't want to change. That's quite a funny paradox, don't you agree? A paradox I keep on bumping into and I freaking hate it. Realizing I'm surrounded by so many ignorant and blind people who ignore the obvious that's going on in the world. That it's sinking. Soon, we'll become the monsters Aldous Huxley described in his Brave New World; without dignity, honor and common respect. Without something to keep humanity remembered. Without true and authentic people. Emotionless, heartless.

I do confess I am a true pessimist/realist in those kind of situations. Maybe I got it after my father or maybe I've just realized there's basically bullshit all around me. The more I learn about what celebrities have done this time, the more I'm done with this world. I know, I know: we shall be remembered by what we've accomplished, not mere celebrity gossip. But right now, those gossips and yellow pages are filling people's weak minds. And those minds, sadly, determine our future. We can't change if we're not in this together.
That's the sort of problem I have to face with each day. Because passionless and ignorant people keep pretending like this world is gonna fix itself. Like the Arctics isn't going to melt, like most of the land won't sink one day, like our culture one day won't pass away due to our ignorance. It may not happen tomorrow, but it will one day. Just like Hazel Grace nicely put in The Fault In Our Stars: oblivion is inevitable. This universe has known "life" before human race and it will know after we're gone. That's exactly what bothered Augustus (if we still linger on that subject). He feared he won't be remembered. That's why their relationship was so special: they were really different in that point of view. She faced the reality and she had enough of it already. While Gus, on the other hand, he couldn't stand the thought of going off this world unnoticed, not creating something that will live forever. There's a wonderful quote by Chuck Palahniuk: "We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will." That's what keeps me going. I believe each person's portfolio says something unique about them. Something that might live in their relatives' hearts forever. Or if you want to go bigger, what will settle in the heart of the nation forever. And that dream isn't that impossible.

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And if I pull the strings back to our main subject tonight; what is dance, after all? Once you think about it, it has totally lost its true meaning. Remember Footloose? Or Dirty Dancing? That wasn't even that long ago. That was in the time where dancing still had soul, passion and wings that flew far beyond than just our souls. I can say for myself that I love to dance when there is no living being in the room besides me to watch me and my silly moves. But when I dance, I dance my heart out. At that moment, I just don't care about anything. I put music out loud and just lose it. I can say I am fatally in love with all sorts of dances from the past century. Especially the ones from the 60's to the 80's. You gotta admit: those people had freaking style. Style we could never replace. If you ask people today a simple question such as if they enjoy to dance, they'll probably think that's a really dumb question. Why? Because most people today have a misguided concept of dancing. The first thing they think about when someone mentions it is probably losing it in a club or something. Rubbing yourself next to a guy. To shitty music. Nah, that's not what I'd call dancing. Sure, people rubbed their bodies together for as long as human kind exists, but if you ask me: it still had more taste than this crap we have to deal with at Friday nights. What I imagine as a perfect night-out is a hazy, dim pub, not too small yet not too big, with a jukebox, bar and stage where some crazy good bands would play live each Saturday night. I do realize we all have different perception of fun and what good music is and I also know that through centuries different genres develop and get popular. But to be honest, which one really had an influence (in a good sense) on people more? Which one can make you feel the whole wide universe? I think the answer is more than obvious.

Even though I'm a modern lover of old-fashioned music, I have nothing against today's rock bands, I love them. Knowing that some of the bands still possess that original thrill and rhythm to dance to, I have faith that true music hasn't really died just yet. I also know that I'm not the only one appreciating the long gone era of great music, but I am sure as hell one of rare teenagers who still have passion for that period of time. And to finally conclude, why on Earth I like this music so much... Every time I listen to that music I simply feel infinite. I feel like my soul has reached all the mountain peaks there are, crossed all the oceans, rivers, lakes. Like I've lived a life of a millions of souls in all cities around the globe. That's how music makes me feel. Eternal. Like my soul has traveled the world for me, breathed a thousand experiences of another human beings sharing this planet with me. Because I believe we all perceive music differently. It makes us feel different things, but in general I think we can all agree to one point: it makes you feel so badass and invincible. Maybe some people feel that way about today's music, but I can say with guarantee that none are more romantic songs than those from the 50's and 60's. The crazy ones are from the 70's and the 80's, the ones to just chill and smoke some cigarettes in the solitary booth belong to the age of jazz, and my personal favorite, the ones to which you can do all the things above are from the 30's and 40's. Every period had its own magic, its own assets, while today's music has totally lost the entire meaning of the word.

I believe that each individual can come to grow classical music. Once they deepen into the sound of trumpets, cellos, saxophones and drums in harmony, they realize that this is the sound they've been searching all their life. That this is, however, the sound of life. The sweet melody that says more than enough words itself. The sound of true music filling your head, the feeling of your worries and stress fading into the air. It's called happiness.

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