What Happened to the Music?

Something got me thinking about music. I know. I'm thinking of writing a history of my life and songs starting coming up in my head as I went over my past. God aging hippies are such a cliche but that music was so hot. A moment. The moment. The first time I heard the song Whole Lotta Love by Led Zeppelin. I think I was 11 years old. There had never been anything so crunchy like that song man!!!! Over and over that song played and it was just fucking magic. The first time I saw The Who in concert when I was nineteen years old. The power of that was like nothing I've seen or heard in the whole wide world since then. I grew up with music in my home because dad Seamus was a rock and roll radio DJ. We loved James Brown and Sly and The Family Stone. Think of the movie Woodstock with Santana tearing heaven down and blowing holes in the sky with that blazing ripping ass version of Soul Sacrifice. Think of Joe Cocker in the Mad Dogs movie singing Delta Lady with Leon Russell on the piano. He kept coming back for chorus after chorus called back up on the stage just like Van Morrison in The Last Waltz. What happened to the music? I am open minded. The only new groups I've liked over the recent years have been Beck, Arcade Fire and You Will Know Us From The Trail of Dead. I mean that's it over a ten year span. That's the only music I've heard that had any fire in it. It's sad man. It's even sadder to see the old warhorses of the era drag shit out on stage or fire off some lame album. The last really good rocker from the old era was Warren Zevon and maybe the sixties and seventies died with him. That was the day the music died. Well something come and slam us against the wall again? Some crazy shit like being 11 years old and putting on a 45 of Whole Lotta Love and being amazed at the power of music again? Maybe. I hope so.