Reasons why classic rock is just so much better

In this day and age of modern technology, a new favorite song is hardly hard to find. A plethora of archives exist in both physical and virtual format, ready for perusal and critique. Options exist from all genres of the musical spectrum- from the bluesy-soulful Norah Jones to queen of punk pop Avril Lavigne. If you're angry, there's a song for that. If you're sad, there's a song for that too. There is simply no form of human expression that can't be covered by a song.
And then, there's rock.
We all get that feeling every once in a while, when the wind's blowing a certain way and everything seems to be going right for us for once. It's a mystical, whimsical feeling that is truly unexplainable- that is, until you listen to classic rock. Classic rock is a dying culture, the echoes of an era gone by. These days, the name Led Zeppelin or Lynrd Skynrd is met with a confused glance and "huh?" rather than the high pitched squeal of a teenager, screeching "those are my favorite bands!" Guns N Roses has morphed into the Black Eyed Peas. Who are Simon and Garfunkel? "Is that a restaurant?" A typical teenager today might ask. And then there are those people- those few, sad, miserable people- who know nothing about the Beatles.
The pounding, crashing chords and synthetic overlaid beats of pop music are the symphony of the 21st century. Pop is the anthem of technology; it is the sound of modernization. But does pop music mean anything? I mean, sure, I want to just dance, it's gonna be okay, dada doo doo. But the lyrics pouring forth from our pounding boomboxes serve little purpose other than getting us to jump around and sing along. Case in point: The Will.I.Am smash "Power", featuring teen heartthrob Justin Bieber, encases such gems as the hook "Imma take it higher/and high, high, higher/ I stay in my attire." What does that even mean? Nothing, as it turns out. Compare that to the haunting, ten minute long "Stairway to Heaven" (Led Zeppelin) which opens with spine-tingling guitar chords as lead singer Robert Plant croons "There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold/and she's buying a stairway to heaven." Man, I get chills just thinking about it.
The difference between classic rock and modern pop is surprisingly simple: emotion. Pop has none and classic rock almost has too much (note the key word almost). The purpose of a pop song is to inspire dancing and fist pumping and cheesy sing-alongs with hairbrushes as microphones. Pop is sugary and sweet, like a store-bought cupcake. Classic rock is like cigarette smoke, dripping and swirling with anguish and swagger and intoxicating guitar bridges. Rock reverberates in the soul.

Although, it may be just a little too late to save the face of the classics. Perhaps that's just the way the cookie crumbles- or should I say, the record spins.