It’s my humble opinion that the words in songs have little to no real relevance to the overall satisfaction of the listener. You can reach absolutely epic heights with the most basic of choruses, just as easily as a beautifully-worded song falls flat, a disastrous mess. Trashy songs like “I’m blue, abu dee abu di” become world-famous on a daily basis. And what about the entire rap genre, whose elegantly euphemism-laced words are so carefully scripted, yet quickly turn on us, becoming antiquated, monotonous and less and less inspiring. What sticks? The harmonies that chilled our spines; the bass drops that re-synced our heart rhythms; the melodies that forced our mouths to sing when we hardly knew the words. And this is where mashup artists can come to the rescue; with their clever additions of pop melodies and rhythms, they rebuild our discarded treasures into memorable collages of the best.
Happy 11·11·11 :)