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When listening and watching this video Scissor Sisters Comfortably Numb on You Tube today, I was struck by the passion and voracity that people who chose to comment shared their opinions on this and the original version by Pink Floyd. It does not seem important to share my particular opinion, but what does some important is how personal the comments are! It is as if you we were stealing somebody’s only child from them, not a subjective comment on a pop song covered from classic rock legends. Why is this?
Why do we feel so emotionally charged about sharing our feelings about music?
What about music facilitates such force and even anger or sexuality?
Why are we insulted by someone disagreeing with our musical taste?
What do Pink Floyd think of this version of Scissor Sisters Comfortably Numb? Are they happy that more than thirty years later people still find value in their music or downright offended at the lightness of such a heavy, inward song?
Does it matter what they think about Scissor Sisters Comfortably Numb?
Will the ‘genre wars’ ever end?