Hit Me Where The Wind Blows: Platforming Is Everything (But Significant Art)

 

 Unlike a lot of people, today, I've never judged work on the size of the artist's audience. Taylor Swift may be huge, but I've never been able to recognize her songs, after all the years she's been in the public eye. And that's after making an effort to actually listen to her. I still can't do it. That's how good she is: She's so good that - even after making an effort to get to know her work - I still couldn't identify one of her songs, now, to save my life. Just as she doesn't know mine. The difference being that I don't do marketing, so mine aren't likely to ever be on constant rotation anywhere. 

 And now we have Ben Shapiro's "Facts". 

   

 The size of Shapiro's audience, and the concerted effort they'll make to insure his song's success, should push it skyward, whether it's deserving or not (I couldn't finish his verse, much less the song, so can't say it has much merit, except according to the shallow parameters of today's New Age culture). What they can't do is make it important enough to be part of what's known as "The Canon," and - as long as that's the case - then, as Freddie Mercury once sang, it doesn't really matter. Not to me anyway. "Facts" prompted at least one person to call me, just to say they liked my old Trump songs better, so that's my commentary on it. And that's enough:

Nobody calls me anymore.