I see this topic has been solved, but it looks like there have been more additions, so please allow me to add this.
For me, something happened a few years ago. I was at a concert and somehow I suddenly perceived the sameness of it.
I was trained to sing in the classical, jazz and modern styles. I enjoyed almost all types of music, except ‘dubstep’, it’s a bit too much for me. But, I loved all different styles. Bach, Mozart, Religious Choral (some of the most moving music), Zydeco, Etta James, Granna Louise, Pink Floyd, Madonna, Prince, Lil’ Kim…the list is endless and varied. I felt the music and the expression of the bands.
At that concert, I realized, I’d seen all of these people before. I’d seen the drunk girl who was wearing too little and dancing too hard, I’d seen the older man who was ‘just there for the tunes’, I’d seen the ‘local guy who always comes to the Friday night concerts’, I’d seen the wallflower who wants to engage but doesn’t know how, I’d seen the same group of college guys, and the same group of college girls…Then while I was listening to the music I realized I’d heard it before too. I’d seen the band, the instruments, the rugs, the hats, the tiredness of performing the same music night after night.
At some point after that, all music kind of started melding together. I’d hear a rap song and it would morph into Mozart. Or I’d hear some Zydaco and it would morph into soul music. I’d hear some blues that would morph into a hamburger commercial. That was when I realized, all music has been played. There are a finite number of combinations that can be made, and there are only so many words that can be spoken.
This is what happened for me with music, and with television as well. But, I 100% agree with Erika_ODonnell: You’re not a ‘bad Buddhist’ if you listen to music. It’s just not your time yet to do something different.
Much peace and ease 