A Noise By Any Other Name Is Just As Loud

Today's so-called music is nothing more Than repetitious, raucous rot performed By untalented, unaccomplished bores. Their cacophony is worthy of scorn. Instead they are held in admiration By tin ears insensitive to sound. Instruments amplify modulation Or it might be the other way around. Nevertheless, its purpose is to drown Out feigned singers who couldn’t hold a tune In a shower lest risking being found Out. The day will finally come, and soon I hope when these hucksters who can annoy Are replaced with music all can enjoy.