In the age of instantaneous technology, we ought to lengthen our attention spans to see the richer aspects of life.
The same four chords and lyrics in today’s music are peachy, because they’re combined in top-10-worthy ways. “I love you like that other love song describes, so I don’t need to write a new love song.” With hits like that, who needs to brave Vivaldi’s violin concertos?
Movie plot lines take a back seat to stunning special effects and rapid-fire scene changes. At a pace like that, why would anyone watch a sluggish story about a creepy old guy playing his fiddle on some man’s roof?
Modern authors have finally gotten with the program, alluring us with intense opening scenes, and although it’s great that entertainers have adapted to keep our antsy attention spans, we do our culture a disservice when we give up on entertainment merely because it doesn’t hook us from the onset.
There is value to being patient. Just listen to a couple minutes of the summer movement of The Four Seasons; stick to the end of Tevya’s heart-wrenching tale; read about the old man’s whale hunt and think about parallels to life.
We owe “boring” ourselves so we can see value beyond four-chord songs.