A few months ago, when tickets went on sale for Karol G’s concerts at the Santiago Bernabéu, a comedian, analyst and podcaster She posted on social media her moment of anguish at the fateful prospect of running out of tickets to go see the Colombian singer perform in the home of Beelzebub.
Apparently, she received a handful of criticisms – those who suffer them on social media always say that there are many; believing them is an act of faith – about her musical tastes, something that did not sit too well with her, since reggaeton singers have an itchiness that makes U2 fans laugh in the eighties. After a few hours, she posted a response to her accounts in which, indignant, she attacked all those snobs. who had dared to question her passion for Karol G. And she had no choice but to call them fans of… Arde Bogotá! Seriously, have we reached a point where us nerds are so disrespected that people think we can be fans of Arde Bogotá? Neu!, friend, we listen to Neu!
It all started about a decade ago, when in one of the most unexpected plot twists seen by the cultural universe since Pitchfork liked a song by La Oreja de Van Gogh, lists of the best films in history began to circulate on the networks, in which the following were included in places of honor: The Goonies. What seemed like a joke was gaining momentum and retweets, and those who proposed Richard Donner’s 1985 film as one of the peaks of the seventh art, superior to, I don’t know, Citizen Kane either The 400 Blows, They began to arm themselves with something that was even more surprising than their joke: arguments. That of “if you can’t dance, it’s not my revolution”, but made of plasticine. Not content with that, they began to claim the musical legacy of Triumph operationdeveloped thoughtful analyses around the singles of La Oreja de Van Gogh and certified The Money Heist as the best series in history. A true cultural Chernobyl, whose radiation shows no signs of abating.
Some call all this an insurrection. A very strange one that is born from a mixture of revenge, ignorance and a poorly metabolized inferiority complex. This is the only way to explain why 20 years after its birth, and at a time when it dominates the industry, there are still people complaining about the bad reputation of reggaeton, arguing from a position of weakness when there is nothing more powerful, profitable and omnipresent than this music. What else do they want? To burn our Gang Of Four records? The culture of the expert is already dead, the canon is already buried, we already know that everything goes and that if you don’t consume everything, it’s not that you have certain criteria, it’s that you’re a person full of prejudices who is missing the sunny side of life, locked up at home revisiting Order.
We are dominated by those people who show up at a restaurant and, when asked if they eat everything, lie and say yes. In the empire of cultural populism the sun never sets, and its regime is almost crueler than the one established by snobbism when it built that empire in which the sun never rose. tiktoks To ridicule the brainy film critics, lists of the best albums in history are published in which half of the top spots are occupied by albums that were released yesterday. From the Tsars to Stalinism.
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