Our generation needs a music revolution.

Nothing too big, just something to remind us of how good music used to be. I’m not saying the primary music choices of today’s youth are bad…well, maybe I am saying that.

Last Friday, I parked my car in Airline Garage and started walking to my ten o’clock movement class. As I was walking, a car drove past with its windows rolled down and I heard, “BIRTHDAY SEX!”

I’m sure most of you are aware of the song. It’s about a man who consummates his relationship with a woman and it happens to be on her birthday.

The song is catchy; but it only has some meeting if you’re listening to it on your birthday.

Don’t get me wrong; I love me some hip-hop. I do. But I go for more of N.W.A. or The Notorious B.I.G.

So I looked this guy up and found out his name is Jeremih. The song itself reached the number one spot on R&B/hip hop charts, so it must be a pretty popular song. I’m just not a fan.

So on Saturday night when this was played at a party I attended, a few people started dancing. I meanwhile decided to refill on Shasta.

“Why aren’t you dancing?” my friend asked me.

“Oh. I just don’t like this song,” I replied.

“What do you mean you don’t like this song?! It’s so fresh. And fierce.”

“Well,” I said. “That may be the case, but I don’t like it.”

And then I became a social outcast because I didn’t like a song about a man fornicating with his significant other on her birthday.

What has happened to hip hop? The days of new beats are over. Now, artists use songs for their hooks. “Whatcha Say” by Jason DeRulo used an Imogen Heap song for its sampling. And on top of that, artists Auto-Tune everything. As Jay-Z put it, “You’re too much.”

I suggest we all go out and buy a Tupac album and listen to it.

Or we could just listen to “Right Round” by Flo Rida (get it? He’s from Florida).

The choice is in your hands.

John Paul Green is a sophomore theater major. He can be reached for comment at [email protected].