Kesha Dorisma/Staff Writer
When asked “What do you do for fun?” I always find myself rummaging my mind to come up with an answer. I don’t play any sports, partying is not my thing and I don’t head out every day for morning yoga. Instead, my greatest pastime is simply listening to music.
To me, one of the simplest yet greatest pleasures in life is letting the rhythms and grooves of a song carry me far beyond myself. It actually amazes me how I can manage to spend hours upon hours browsing the internet in search of new music. With websites such as YouTube, Spotify, and Pandora, the internet is like an endless buffet appeasing my undying appetite for music.
As much as I am thankful for the internet and the ease that it provides music lovers like myself to discover new music, I also despise it for this very same reason. There is something so special, so gratifying about finding a new band or artist after hours of browsing blogs and YouTube videos.
However, thanks to the internet it seems like there is no such thing as an underground artist anymore. Instead, it is only a matter of time until you hear the artist that you slaved so hard to find, being playing on your friends iPod or even worse being blasted on the radio as they enjoys their fifteen minutes of fame.
Artist such as XXYYXX and Azealia Banks are both examples of artist who I randomly stumbled upon years ago, back in the Myspace days, during my routine searches for new music. During that time they had few fans and were far from ever being played on the radio. Years later, internet exposure has allowed these artists to rise to moderate fame and it is quite disappointing to see that the artist that took me hours to find online can now be discovered by the simple turn of the radio knob.\
As an original fan, I know I should be happy when I realize that an artist that I have been following from the start of their career is finally being heard and recognized for their talent but the fact is, I hate it when this happens. It may be that I am selfish and stingy about my music and don’t want to share a good song with others or maybe I just like the thrill of finding a song that no one knows. Whatever it is, as much as I love the internet, it is really cramping my style when it comes to music.
So in other words, you’re a hipster?