"Is connecting with a song a substitute for connecting directly with another person? Maybe inauthentic music--pop ephemera--affirms our disconnect from the reality of our lives. In the absence of real connection, it comforts us; it acknowledges the presence of loneliness, and embraces us. The fakeness of the music becomes perversely reassuring, a pillow of safety. We are fakers, too. What we present to the world is, by necessity, fake--sometimes by design, and sometimes simply because we can't possible communicate all that goes on in our hearts and minds. We are alone, as much as we pretend not to be. The singer who relays that message, whether by accident or intention, becomes our ally."
[1]Exactly!