By early 1973, Santana had been introduced to the teachings of Indian guru Sri Chinmoy. It was fellow guitarist John McLaughlin who first took Santana to meet Sri Chinomy, who, according to author Norman Weinstein in the book ‘Carlos Santana: A Biography,’ taught a “disciplined spiritual path that forbade the use of drugs and alcohol and encouraged music and poetry as expressions of thankfulness to the Divine.”
I think if the truth were known, many older people today say that today’s music sucks because deep down they know that today’s music is not meant for, or aimed at them. Kids who are 20 years old today and making music, like Miley Cyrus or Kesha, musicians from the younger generation like Drake and Kanye West and Jay-Z, aren’t aiming their music at people in their 40’s and 50’s and 60’s. And i think our knee-jerk reaction is to say, “Well your music sucks!” Some people would argue that today’s music really isn’t as good as the classic rock that we’ve come to love, like The Beatles and Led Zeppelin. I think there is some truth in that. I do think that the 60’s was a real Renaissance period in America. And it really only lasted for ten years. The 70’s and 80’s were also great periods in rock and pop music. I don’t really think that grunge really stands up to the test of time. I listened to a retro 90’s/alternative station for a couple days last year and at first it was like “Wow, this sounds really good again. What ever happened to alternative music?” But it got old pretty quick. I guess the exceptions would be Nirvana and Pearl Jam. But I think that in 15 to 20 years people who are 20 years old today will hear a song that is popular right now on the radio and say to their friend, “Remember this one? This was our jam! Remember the night you kissed such and such?” It’s all proportionate. And I also think that music gets kind of a patina or a nice sheen on it with age, just like fine wood. Or any kind of wood. Today’s music doesn’t have that. It’s just too new. But with time, Biggie Smalls will be a classic just like The Beatles or The Who. Maybe today’s music isn’t as great as the music of our high school years, but it isn’t as bad as we make it out to be either. (By the way, my high school years went from 1988-1991. I’m not THAT old. Ok, yes I am.)
I found out today for sure that a girl that I grew up with died on Monday. She went into a diabetic coma when we were in sixth grade, and as far as I know she never got any better. She deserved to have a full life like the rest of us. It’s so sad that she never got to go to her high school prom, never got to experience college, and never got to dance, an activity that she loved doing until she got sick. I hope she finds freedom up in heaven, or in the next life. In her next life I hope she is able to dance.