Music is the one language that transcends the need for any clarification. What the artist created becomes a part of the universe’s rhythm. This is the beauty of cadence and melody that can neither be good, nor bad. Yet, some continuously attempt to label each generation’s preferences as being better, or greater.
But ultimately, the music lives on, impervious to feeble attempts at quantification. One day, long after all this is gone, one of our most human expressions will continue to travel the stars, on frequencies and waves that might one day reach ears that can listen without reference, or bias.