Friday, December 18, 2015

Zen and the Art of Squirrel - Music

Zen and the art of Squirrel – Music

I have a love hate relationship with music.  I have a lot of things that I really enjoy about music.  There are artists that make me happy, relaxed, and feeling like I am in the mood to create just listening to.  However, if I hear Wagon Wheel one more time someone is getting their fingers broken.

The world needs Wagon Wheel free zones.

I hate that song.

I am not a fan of the hippy-dippy music that jams along forever and never seems to get anywhere.  I can’t handle screaming for the purpose of screaming.  I like enunciation.  Country music causes severe genetic damage and induces brain damage.  The members of Nickelback should be on the terrorism watch list so they can never come into America again.

As for the guilty pleasures of music I do really enjoy the 80’s.  Give me some of that Depeche Mode, Pet Shop Boys, New Order, INXS, Flock of Seagulls, Tears for Fears…

The list of the 80’s music I can dig on goes on.

The music changes when I am driving.  I really enjoy some more modern electronic and black metal when I am driving across the country.

I liked to listen to Explosions in the Sky and similar artists while I was trying to study.  But I was never big on study anyway, it was not the way that my brain absorbed material.

But enough of the genres. 

When I am listening to music I can write, I can paint, I can think.

The brain on music is a beautiful thing, except the brain on country music, that simply is not healthy.

You can not use the word “literally” while listening to country music because literally means “as used or referenced in literature” and country music precludes literacy.

I am thinking I may have to put a new stereo in my car as apparently my CD player is non-functional.  I think if I did so I would just go and get one with an rca port so I could fire up the ipod (because I have one) and plug that bad ride in.

I have not listened to much music in my car in the last year since the death of Wheezy the Wonder Truck.

The lack of a good CD player has meant that I have been limited to a couple of CDs and the regular radio.

I can rarely handle listening to the regular radio, the commercial stations anyway.  I feel assaulted by advertisements that don’t apply to me.

I can listen to NPR news and I can listen to the classical stations.

But standard commercial radio is crap.

They also play things like Nickelback.

Playing Nickelback is an unforgivable sin.


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