I was going to hop on the waggon train and do my own songs of the year, but there was a slight problem - namely that pre-15 my music taste was embarassing, post-15 my music taste was similar to Nathan's and now I'm over 19, my music taste is Nathan's (with a lag of a few months since he introduced me to most of my favourite bands).The only notable exception is a deep rooted love of Pink Floyd, the Kinks and Leonard Cohen1 as well as a nostalgic adoration of the Offspring.
I do have a slight problem with music, though. And I know I've got a follower in this one (you an' me both, brother). If I get hooked on a track, I'll listen and re-listen to my own delight and to the despair of my neighbours until I physically can't bear it any more. Example from my iTunes:
Caring is creepy by the Shins, play count 2.
New Slang by the Shins, play count 41.
On another note, if only this blog had a zippy little thing like Livejournal where you could write what music you're listening to right now, and choose from a whole range of smileys to describe your mood aptly and succinctly. Wouldn't that make life more fun?2
---
1. Not since Ashlee Simpson has one person achieved so much with so little. Listen to him - he can't sing! But it's still brilliant.
2. Maybe this is sarcasm.
1 comment:
The Doors:
Riders on the Storm, 7 plays
The End, 49 Plays
And that sucker is no joke either, it's the kind of 10 minute plus track that normally makes me weep for the feng-shui of my playcount. Seriously, I'm not sure which is more annoying- listening to four minutes of silence and a crappy "secret track" that is a tin whistle and some laughter, or the thought that my iTunes playcount will be inaccurate if I skip it.
I kind of like that one number is the square of the other, but it also makes me sad because I know that state of affairs can't continue.
Post a Comment