Hold My Hand, Lean on Me *

It comes as a big surprise to me that in these moody day, I keep playing many times a few songs of Sơn Tùng M-TP. Thanks for his songs, I feel all my inextricable anxieties lolling somewhere else, just somewhere else for a moment in the middle of the day. Now I’m even hearing Cơn mưa ngang qua, a song he’s written since four or five years ago. It’s terribly emotional in some ways. I know why, I’m pretty sure about the root of those feelings.

For many years, and even up to now, pop music of this “modern society” has really fazed me. I’ve been mad about the way  pop composers nowadays use their their poor source of vocabulary and rhythm for their songs. Most of them is too platitudinous to absorb. Though trying listening, I could ever bear, get used to them or take them serious. Basically, I didn’t think those composers were going to take any effort to write an immaculate song ever. I admit that I’ve kept that old and deep-seated prejudice for a long time. I means, it is not about the intricacy of those lyrics, but about the artists’ attitude.

While watching the interviews with Sơn Tùng M-TP and following his stories, I realized that the most valuable thing of a guy is not what he’s created in his life but his attitude towards his work. Anh none of those famous singers nowadays doesn’t take their career serious. When typing these words I know they’re quite didactic but before knowing Tùng’s story I never recognized that, it was somewhat a pity.

I was moved with the way Tùng proudly, excitedly and honestly talked about his activities and achivements during those lastest years since he was a high school student creating songs with his sluggish computer in his hometown, till the day he took his first flight to Ho Chi Minh City with his budding vision for the future ahead, till the day he eventually was on a glorious stage and surrounded by his fans. It never occurred to me that I will care about him so much like this. Because his music is never my cup of tea.

But I start  listening to them these day just because his story which I don’t know to what extent exasperated really stirs my emotions. Since I can’t assume how much a person can change during four or five years after graduating from high school, looking at Tùng’s selfie photos five years ago and his images appearing almost everywhere today I think everything can become so legendary when time elapses unless one figures out one’s way. I respect Sơn Tùng, not for his works much, but for his view towards life and work. Anyways, such interview can be so didactic, but I believe in and respect the way Tùng distincly regards everything he does these day as his passion and responsibility without any excessive complaints and explanations, from his style of dressing to the encounters of scandals, etc.

Enjoying teen music is somewhat a guilty pleasure to me. I know many hit songs today are totally lack of creativeness and intricate meaning,. Some of Sơn Tùng’s ones, however, are not of such monotonousness. Personally, I think their lyrics and rhythms are catching, smooth, complexed and fathomable enough to absorb. I’m also more open-minded about the fact that the genuine voice of singers now need not be taken priority any more by use of other techniques or instruments. A song can be the result of the cooperation among many people, it’s not fair if we demand only the singer or composer to take responsibility for the whole song. And what if I enjoy a song not just for its lyrics but for its  harmoniousness on the whole?

In other words, I will be more pleasant and feel less guilty when following Sơn Tùng if he won’t get involved in any music copycat scandals any more. But who cares?

* The title has nothing to do with the content, just the first sentence of the chorus in a song of M-TP. 


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