After years of liberal arts training, the word “authenticity” triggers an “uuugggggghhhhhhh” within the pit of my stomach. Because talking about authenticity is a slog. It’s the trench warfare of debates. People quickly find themselves at different scopes of concerns, get on diverging tangents, quote the same evidence for both sides.
When does a music band sell out? Is it relative to their own ethos? It is relative to the goals of spreading a message? Is it relative to getting heard? Is it relative to them actually having experienced the contents of their songs? Is it relative to making sure that 14-year old in their bedroom keeps the poster taped to the wall?
If you ask me, ultimately it comes down to uuugggggghhhhhhh…who cares? I’m gonna go get a donut.