By Jessica Bailey
Columnist

It’s fucking Friday and I want to bitch about university students. Specifically, about most university student’s entitled attitude towards new music. Music, like all forms of art and communication, is meant to be a mean to transmit ideas and move at us on an emotional level. When performers ask us to “feel the music,” they really mean it. They want us to appreciate the fruits of their labors and listen to the ideas they are trying to get across in the lyrics and scale the mountains of their instrumental arguments. The music speaks at volumes that we can’t.

We were privileged last week to hear some of the most talented musicians from all over the world perform for us during the One World concert honoring the Dalai Lama’s visit to Syracuse. But even after paying over $30 per ticket for the event, a great majority of the students at Syracuse University have no interest in actually listening to the music. They roll their eyes when any unfamiliar act comes onto the stage and resist the urge to tweet from their smart phones about how tired they are, as if they really know the meaning of the word.

People always seem to wonder how mainstream music can be so simple, so easily digestible, yet they can’t even seem to sit still and watch one of the headline acts for a few minutes if he isn’t playing a song you are already familiar with. It’s ironic because although the Dalai Lama is considered to be one of the world’s largest spiritual leaders, and we are supposedly all crowding around to listen to him speak about the virtues of patience and humility, the atmosphere of the event feels more like he is performing for us. We crave entertainment and instant gratification and it’s cheapening our ability to open our ears and appreciate something previously unknown to us. Why should any of these performers have given us their time if we were only going to waste it?

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