Lyrics meant nought to me

That was before I met Injkyji. And now I tend to notice them. Which is not such a good thing because the ratio of bad lyrics to good lyrics is about the same as the ratio of planets in this universe to the planets that can sustain human life.

I am not sure what the present state of pop lyrics is. If I were to judge by the limited exposure to contemporary pop through iTunes, I’d say it is as bad as the 90s. Back then boy bands were the biggest culprit. I am thus reminded of this wonderful example of timeless lyric writing by Backstreet Boys:

I don’t care who you are, where you’re from, what you did as long as you love me.

Sounds like someone was living inside a dog’s head for one full year.

February 4, 2010