You know or should that Dolly Parton has written and recorded many great country and pop songs, including Jolene:
Jolene please don’t take my man Jolene please don’t take him just because you can
You know or should that Miley Cyrus, another talented artist, is Dolly’s goddaughter, who has performed a number of her godmother’s songs, including Jolene.
You may guess that Beyonce is not related in that way, but did just release her version of Jolene.
How do they compare? You be the judge. Just for the record, my order of preference is: Dolly, Miley and Beyonce. Your results may vary.
There are now as many musical genres and sub-genres as stars in the sky.
Speaking of stars, we cannot escape learning that Beyonce has a new album that is identified by many as country music. Her PR folks are stressing that it isn’t a country album, it’s a Beyonce album, all the while stirring the genre pot for maximum coverage.
The best and most creative pop music frequently crosses genres. The individual Beatles grew up loving to listen to everything—music hall, R&B, Little Richard, rockabilly, country, rock, etc.—and turned that love into a lasting catalog of ever-listenable songs. (If you want pure country, listen to the Beatle’s I Don’t Want to Spoil the Party below.) Years later, Kurt Cobain put his love of the Beatles into the strangely melodic sound of grunge.
George Michael had something else in mind when he titled his 1990 album Listen Without Prejudice. But that message also applies to musical silos, or for that matter cultural silos of all kinds. When you listen, or read, or watch, pay less attention to the tags and more attention to the actual work and its qualities for you. It isn’t a crime to love a particular track or artist. It isn’t a crime to not love a particular track or artist. Just listen to it on its own terms, whatever it’s called. Otherwise you might miss something.
Bob Schwartz 