It was fun while it lasted. But I simply can't keep up with it. I will now just review things for fun on here. Like mr Swanson. Or Bonni. Or anyone else who's blog is worth reading.
On another note, I just stumbled on a fellow christian blogger. He also likes reviewing things apparently. Reading his reviews, I kept on smiling to myself because of the pluggedin-esque content reviewing style. "Ha ha ha" I thought. "I love the way christian kids mostly talk about the content and completely skip the actual music save a few sentences."
Woah.
Where did that come from? What happened to the days where I simply could NOT forsake my convictions long enough to enjoy a song with any inappropriate content? When did I become so cynical of those with convictions, labeling them "naive" or "sheltered" without officially labeling them "naive" or "sheltered". Sorry if that last sentence didn't make sense. This isn't really a post as much as me thinking out loud with my fingers.
Now a days I listen to most anything and rarely flinch at lyrics. I mean, don't get me wrong, I don't make a habit of listening to garbage, but I don't change the channel quite so readily these days.
I think I can trace it back to when I started getting extremely bored with the christian music scene. I moved on to alternative rock, before I discovered the huge ocean of music that people call "indie". Now, most indie bands are relatively clean by today's standards. They rhyme about broken hearts and coffee mugs and wax away on random ballads about interior decorators and men with thousand faces.
But now I listen to... gasp... pop.
I don't really "like" it. But when I first started dipping my toes in the plastic world of modern music, the radio sounded so... fresh. Being stuck on the Z for 15 years certainly didn't help, but something about this forbidden world that all the normal kids were in intrigued me. I was completely disgusted by Katy Perry's hit single when I first heard it. Was this what non-homeschoolers did with their weekends?
But over time mainstream culture became less of a shocking oddity to be observed. It became everyday life. Yeah the world is nasty. Yup, that costume is very revealing. Wow, I can't believe people actually sing about this stuff. But who cares? I don't. That's just life. It doesn't shock me, it doesn't rock my boat, doesn't break my heart for the lost anymore. I just shrug my shoulders and critique the rhythm of the song and the over produced vocals.
I still despise pop music. (though i have always loved techno, so I still bob my head to GaGa now and then) But no longer for the same reasons.
I want to get back to my old conscience. I need to regain my sensitive spirit. I don't need to have the same convictions as my more Mennonite-influenced friends, God simply hasn't convicted me about things like violence or the lighter curse words that John Piper lets slip now and again. But he has convicted me about listening to some of this crap. It's time to stop listening. And start listening.
haha! wow that was a cheesy ending!!!
anyway. I hope you *ahem* kiddos *ahem* can learn from some of my stupider mistakes. Eventually you're going to grow up. God might free you to watch things your parents wouldn't, or live in slightly different ways then they do now. But that's not until your much much older. So until then, Mum knows what she's talking about when she says that things will "desensitize you". You can wait to see Saving Private Ryan (remember when you said I could see it when I was 16 dad? Yeah. 16 is soon to be 2 years ago. . .). The Z rots, but that's why there's country/SG worship albums/Clean Indie Rock haha
So how do your standards affect what you watch/listen to? How have those standards changed over the last few years?
Comment away.
