Pop music lacks flavor, rich on looks
By Carlos Raigosa, editor-in-chief

     As I do most of the time, in an attempt to keep as far away from school work as possible after class, I spent my evening lying on the floor of my room with the ceiling fan on high and my face planted in front of the T.V.
     The coercive people at MTV suckered me into watching the making of Britney Spears’ video. Yet this attractive teenager unconsciously drew me into her story and I find myself kicking my legs to the beat of her song.
     I was in the middle of the chorus when my phone rang. After finishing my conversation, I returned to my prior chore. To my dismay, I found that I was now watching the making of Christina Aguilera’s video.
I     t didn’t take me long to realize that I was being subjected to a force greater than myself, greater than good television. I can’t come up with a name for this kind of programming, but I can assure you, the music that complemented the images flashing on the screen is not as sweet on the ears as the singers are on the eyes.
     Pop music has gone too far—concerning itself too much with the looks of its artists rather than their talent.
     I’m not saying Britney has no talent, but one question comes to mind. Would she really be recognized as a talented musician if she didn’t have striking blonde hair, look great in tight black pants and a pink tube-top and have the physique of a supermodel? No way.
     I did see a similarity between Christina and Britney though. These artists cannot get over themselves.
     During an interview, Aguilera is quoted as saying that “with this video I wanted to try something new.”
     When her video debuted, it didn’t seem different to me, it solely consisted of her. Yes, only her.
     The title musician is a bit far fetched for these girls. They are more like vocalists. Those of us who watched Britney’s set at the MTV Video Music Awards last week would agree that she needs to add a pole to her set; then, she could gain another title.
     But, hey, life’s not so bad, there’s always the mute button.