I know people mean well when they give David kudos for producing “good, clean music” or having “good, clean morals” but, to be honest, I don’t really care about any of that when it comes to music.
I love David’s music because it ranks with the best I’ve heard EVER. It does what the best music always does… makes me feel the meaning behind the melody, the lyrics… makes me feel like I’m not alone…. makes me feel, period.
It’s icing on the cake that David is such a good person and, okay, nothing needs to be bleeped from any of his songs. But would I stop listening if it did? No.
Some of my favourite artists are not nice people. But they make beautiful art that makes me feel alive so I separate what they do in their private lives from the divinely inspired (yes, I believe that of all great art) creations they offer to the world.
For all I know, Bernini littered fig seeds all over the Piazza Navona before sculpting his fountains, or Shakespeare yelled at his mom after finishing Hamlet. And I’d bet a million dollars Van Gogh did NOT clean that ear he lopped off. But would I love their work any less if any of that were true? No.
So even though David Archuleta isn’t likely to do any of those things (at least not for two years 😦 ) that isn’t why I buy his albums, listen to it on repeat, and go to as many of his concerts as I possibly can. I do those things because his music is THAT good. It’s BETTER than good. It’s remarkable.
And what makes me sad sometimes is that David’s squeaky clean character can blind media/critics/the public to how amazing his talent is … even those who applaud said character. Because he’s G-rated, they toss him into a vanilla-wafer box full of mediocre talents I wouldn’t listen to if you paid me.
Do they find it hard to take him seriously as an artist because he doesn’t look or act like their idea of one? Human nature, I suppose.
What I find painfully ironic, is that many of the same people who dismiss him probably love to admonish others for “judging a book by its cover” … when most of the “cover” images worn by pop stars today are all they have … carefully crafted and constructed facades that become as important, or override, the music itself.
The music itself. Isn’t that what matters most? And with David, it is always real, always rings true, always life-affirming… his music makes your heart beat faster… just before he rips it out. Nothing good, clean or fun about that.
p.s. So how do you guys feel when David gets kudos for being “nice” and “wholesome” … but nothing else?