My Generation

If I had to define my generation, I would have to call it the generation of mourning. My generation has seen the death of music greats that span across the entire spectrum of music. The personal biggest loss to me was that of Aaliyah. Other immensely notable deaths were that of Tupac, Biggie, Left-Eye, Kurt Cobain, and Selena. My generation has stalled with the passing of these figures. We have moved on, yet we keep listening, reminiscing what used to be and ponder what has happened to music. Skeptics say my generation only loves these figures because they died. Although there are some ‘posers’ out there, real fans listen not only on the anniversary of their deaths but all year around. My generation is small in totality, big is huge in heart.
My generation has the unique ability to transcend genres and relate to people’s emotions and through lyrics. One does not need to only love those artists past; in fact doing that is the opposite of my generation. We find influences relevant and look for reverences and allusions in the works of new comers. Although we sit back and remember what could have been we are not a stagnant group of people. We are proud, we a few and we will remember.