As if it were not enough that we were quarter-noted to death as music students, the current pop music scene is making sure that there is not a trace of life left in us. Four on the floor and the walls and the ceiling and the brain--all over the place.
It is harder and harder to play classical music without pointing out beats even where there are none or, even better, where the composer has deliberately obscured the beat so that the listener has to listen more carefully, wondering what might have happened to it.
