That great sage and philosopher, Roger Miller, notably wrote and sang:
You can’t roller skate in a buffalo herd, you can’t roller skate in a buffalo herd, You can’t roller skate in a buffalo herd, but you can be happy if you’ve a mind to
Think about that for a moment. Meditate on it, if you wish. It’s a silly song (give it a listen if you haven’t heard it before), with a very upbeat, happy feel to it, and a frivolous sort of catchiness. It’s surprisingly deep, though, when you consider it. It’s short, and it repeats itself a bit, but it makes an excellent point that can be summed up in one single lyric: You can’t roller skate in a buffalo herd, but you can be happy if you’ve a mind to.
Simple, but complete.
This just demands a question: Why is it that most of the songs that win awards at the Grammys and MTV Music Awards tend to be so devoid of original observations about life? Why is most of modern music so devoid of meaning, so creatively bankrupt?
I have my theories, most of which involve monopolistic business models and the word “copyright”. I imagine trying to succeed on the basis of talent and creativity in the professional music market is a bit like roller skating in a buffalo herd.