Wednesday, January 8, 2020

Shredding, Toxic Masculinity, & Questioning Everything

There is bullshit that goes in one ear and out the other, and then there is bullshit that is so toxic it starts to roil something in our core. Or at least in mine. That happened recently as I was listening to a music commentator talking about shred, and defending it from those who criticize it as a musical form. I consider myself to be one of those critics, but I am fully cognizant of the reasons why certain people (almost exclusively musicians themselves) enjoy listening to and/or playing shred. There are good reasons why someone would want to dive into that genre. It isn't for me, but I can understand why it is for others.

However, there are ways of defending something you enjoy that go beyond the realm of decency, and instead undercut any point you might possibly have. That is where this conversation went. This commentator's discussion began with him philosophizing about how shred is, as music, a form of 'dominance'. He also said that shred, being a male-dominated genre, is largely an exercise in proving yourself to be more of a man than lesser players.

No. Just goddamn no.

Shred is many things. It is impressive as hell, it is insanely difficult to become proficient at, it might even be the outer limit of what is capable on the guitar. What it isn't, what any form of music isn't, is a measure of manhood.

People have been claiming for as long as there has been society that the concept is crumbling around us. This is an instance where the naysayers might have a point. The idea of manhood has been so thoroughly corrupted that to believe in what we are sold on a daily basis would turn us into wretched human beings. Being able to play a guitar faster than someone else is not an indicator of anything except that you spent more time holed up with a guitar trying to do that exact thing. Manhood is not defined by being better at a skill that someone else, whether that's guitar playing, weight lifting, or shooting defenseless animals in the woods. Manhood cannot be proven, because it isn't something that can be seen or quantified. Being a man is about how you behave and what you believe.

I'll say this; if you believe being good at guitar makes you a man, you need to seriously re-evaluate your priorities. Ted Nugent is a racist asshole who wrote a song about being sexually attracted to a thirteen year old girl. The fact that he's a better guitar player than me doesn't prove anything about which one of us is or isn't a better man. The mere fact that someone thinks they can prove to another person that they are so manly seems to me to be a pretty good indicator that they don't have a clue what they're talking about.

It's now 2020, and I was hoping that the trends were moving in the right direction in terms of making women feel more accepted as part of the rock and metal world, where their presence is so natural it makes no waves. But that's not going to happen as long as we have people in the guitar world who still treat their guitars as phallic extensions, and who don't have the self-awareness to see that their attitude pushes away anyone who doesn't want to be party to that dick swinging contest. It might be natural, but we're supposed to have evolved beyond that. We're supposed to be capable of reason, but that hasn't seemed to have reached everyone just yet.

I very well might be overreacting here. Going from a flippant comment to a full-on commentary about the construct of manhood is extreme, but I'm tired of having to think about these topics. Music should be a safe haven from the more toxic parts of our society, and it frustrates me to see such small-minded, discriminatory thinking find its way into what is supposed to bring me happiness.

Between this thinking, Manowar's quiet reaction to having a pedophile in their ranks, and As I Lay Dying asking me to forgive a man who tried to have his wife killed, it's no wonder I've been in such a miserable mood most of the last year. Music is supposed to be a refuge, but at every turn I'm confronted by horrible people doing and saying horrible things, all of whom see nothing wrong with their actions. And all of that is without even touching the more mainstream artists who are currently in jail, or the fact that Chris Brown hasn't been black-balled from the industry.

On top of that, more and more bands are imploding in lawsuits fighting over the money they bring in, going so far now as to strong-arm a widow into handing over tapes in return for her rightful share. Non-essential members of bands get kicked out so cheaper replacements can be brought in. Labels continue selling us the same product multiple times, gouging every last dollar they can out of the fans they claim they appreciate.

It feels like every year, being a music fan and being a good person are increasingly incompatible. I don't know how to reconcile all of this. I don't know if it can be done. Or even if it should.

The breaking point is getting closer every day.

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