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Here’s two songs for you to consider (sorry for the non-fancy way of linking, it takes way less time this way):

Song No. 1

This one is by a guy named Cui Jian, aka The Father Of Chinese Rock. I decided to check him out after reading an article on an upcoming music festival in Hangzhou (hopefully I’ll be able to attend!). And let me tell you: after literally years of disappointment, this guy turned out to be a real saving grace of modern Chinese music. This is actually rock! And considering that he was starting in the 80’s China, I think he deserves a huge respect for some serious envelope-pushing. What with his bad haircut, shoulder-patch jackets and raspy voice, you can see that he’s worlds apart from all the wishy-washy youths that are populating the Chinese musical scene (and believe you me, two days of exposure to it are enough to make you want to tear your socks off and stick them so far down your ears that your brain itches). What do you think?

To see what he’s up against, click on this link:

Song No. 2

This is a randomly chosen song by someone called Yan Jue. It’s a more or less typical example of what I was talking about. A boy with a voice unblemished by the threat of mutation and a chin on which no stubble will ever dare to grow. It’s not even that he’s so very bad as such. He’s simply so… generic. I mean, one song like this – okay. Two – sure, fine. But it’s like someone clones these guys and sends them out there to annihilate the Earth’s musical diversity. They are. All. The. Same.

Fyi, what’s he saying in the introduction is something to the effect that he composed this song after realising a lot of fans have pegged him down as a soft-rock musician. So he decided to write something more hard-core, for lonely and suffering people to spill their guts out in the KTV (not making this up!). To summarise: this is hard-rock, Chinese style.

Don’t laugh.

Okay, laugh.