The
Current
Music
Is
A
Dearth,
A
Humdrum
Assault
To
My
Eardrums.
Rap
Has
Taken
A
Savage
Toll
On
Sacred
Rock
And
Roll.
No
More
Five
Part
Harmony
From
The
Eagles,
But
An
Army
Of
Flashy,
Dancing
Gals
Who
Bay
Like
Beagles.
I’ve
Drifted
Far
Away
From
Strobing
Glare
And
Empty
Lyrics
That
Go
Nowhere.
These
Days,
For
My
Part,
Bach
And
Mozart
Reach
The
Heights
Of
Art,
And
Never
Fail
To
Touch
My
Heart.