I think the title speaks for itself on this one.

I remember a time, not too long ago, that music actually meant something. The songs you'd hear on the radio actually had substance and purpose. A time where music had more personal value and connection.

What happened to that? Seriously, where'd all the quality go? Where did the true, meaningful and inspiring music go? The songs of yesteryear, that were written by the artists themselves, inspired by a personal event or story of their's; they almost seem like a lost art now, except for the talented new acts trying to burst their way onto the scene.

Folks, I don't know if you realize this or not, but music these days is created almost entirely for profit. All the pop music, all the fads, all the trends that you see and hear these days in music, do not last like they used to anymore. Why? The all mighty dollar. The personal, human element has been taken out of music, thanks to the big money record producers, who's ultimate goal is just to make as much money as possible.

Look at Nirvana, for instance. They started as a small band, who just wanted to make music and have fun doing it. That was Kurt Cobain's idea. But instead, they spread like wildfire, creating the grunge movement, and cementing themselves as one of the all time greats. But in doing so, they lost their true purpose. Nirvana lost what it wanted to be to become what everyone else wanted it to be.

Kurt Cobain clearly never wanted that to happen. He didn't want to be that famous, and as a result, took his own life in response. He never wanted Nirvana to be on top of the world, yet thanks to the corporate record producers, became so big that it was too much.

You could make the same case for the Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Genesis, and many other groups (Albeit separated by different sequences of events), where each group just wanted to play music, and maybe get a bit of recognition. Once the corporate element was added, and money became most important, it all lost value.

Folks, the thing I leave you with today to think about is, remember when music had quality and substance, and maybe pick something to listen to that's a bit more meaningful than any Canadian "bada**," or child star turned psycho, crooning out a prepackaged song to make money. Find the quality music. I guarantee it will change your life.

To help you remember this, here's Huey Lewis and The News' "The Heart of Rock and Roll"