It shouldn’t be possible for the biggest music on the planet to be overlooked, but it does feel that way sometimes. There’s no official pop hall of fame, like there is for those other genres. While rock as a genre has been listed and anthologized to death over the past 50 years, and hip-hop and country are finally starting to catch up, such pop histories are relatively few and far between. There is no safer bet, no easier sell than pop music.Īnd yet, there’s been relatively little attempt to properly canonize modern pop’s greatest works and practitioners. It’s why wedding receptions are usually joyous and celebratory occasions even if the DJ doesn’t know a thing about the people they’re playing to, why karaoke can feel like a spiritual awakening in the right circumstances, why top 40 and oldies radio remain cultural staples a decade into the streaming era. It’s our shared language, our communal experience.
Pop is the backbone not only of the music industry, but of culture in general: Nothing else connects people, defines moments and lives and passes down history from generation to generation the way pop does.
