music fights the vacuum
Jul. 3rd, 2009 03:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serynIt's one of those days. It feels like I should be doing something, but it's sort of a holiday. My SO is home today, so we went to lunch. We got home and there is someone vacuuming where I can hear it. I don't know what they're vacuuming, but it's obviously a folded space where several square miles fit into the typical apartment size area. After about 5 minutes I closed the window. After about 10 minutes I pulled the drapes and at the 15 minute mark, I got my headphones. [It's been more than an hour now... Gods. I should really hire an answering service and advertise as "Thor's Smiting Hotline" even if we didn't do anything, it would be honestly nice to have somewhere to call when you have a complaint but nothing can be done about it.]
One of my favorite songs is on: Sisters of Mercy's "When You Don't See Me". *shrug* I really like depressing music. Generally the angstier it is, the better I like it. It's strange because most people prefer balladic or love songs or things that don't have much emotional stridency. I don't want to sound judgmental but most people seem to like music that's the auditory equivalent of a Harlequin novel. I feel like that shouldn't be judgmental because I like those kinds of books where you know you're going to have trivial conflicts and easily understood semi-plot that results in the Happily Ever After.
(Remind me that I owe you all a story with a young woman named "Happi-Leah" I would really love to mock that.)
Recently I was asked if I like classical music. It's hard to imagine anyone having anything to say against it. Most of the time classical music is used as the baseline that no one can dislike. Obviously that's not the same as liking it, but something that's often used as background music, it's hard to have a defined opinion about it.
I like instrumental music when I'm writing. Can't stand to have worded music while writing any more than most people can have someone reciting phone numbers while they're counting a jar of fruitflies.
Another favorite song (I've been scooting ahead), because of the line, "Were his lies easier than my truth to believe?" (from the song "Him" by Collective Soul--- the album I almost didn't buy because of the potentially churchy name. I try not to support gospel enterprises because of my opinion that Christianity is equal to hypocrisy and their "spread the hatred" endeavors are poisoning humanity. But seeing their "Better Now" song used in a commercial with a slag convinced me they weren't Phelpsian-churchy.)
That makes me digress... I like Rachel Maddow's show pretty well, when they have it (it's been inexplicably canceled all week and MSNBC couldn't be arsed to tell anyone who puts up their schedule), but I keep wanting to send her a couple hundred bucks so she can afford shirts to wear under her suit jackets. She's supposedly got a PhD, why do they allow her to show up at work half naked like that?
One of my favorite songs is on: Sisters of Mercy's "When You Don't See Me". *shrug* I really like depressing music. Generally the angstier it is, the better I like it. It's strange because most people prefer balladic or love songs or things that don't have much emotional stridency. I don't want to sound judgmental but most people seem to like music that's the auditory equivalent of a Harlequin novel. I feel like that shouldn't be judgmental because I like those kinds of books where you know you're going to have trivial conflicts and easily understood semi-plot that results in the Happily Ever After.
(Remind me that I owe you all a story with a young woman named "Happi-Leah" I would really love to mock that.)
Recently I was asked if I like classical music. It's hard to imagine anyone having anything to say against it. Most of the time classical music is used as the baseline that no one can dislike. Obviously that's not the same as liking it, but something that's often used as background music, it's hard to have a defined opinion about it.
I like instrumental music when I'm writing. Can't stand to have worded music while writing any more than most people can have someone reciting phone numbers while they're counting a jar of fruitflies.
Another favorite song (I've been scooting ahead), because of the line, "Were his lies easier than my truth to believe?" (from the song "Him" by Collective Soul--- the album I almost didn't buy because of the potentially churchy name. I try not to support gospel enterprises because of my opinion that Christianity is equal to hypocrisy and their "spread the hatred" endeavors are poisoning humanity. But seeing their "Better Now" song used in a commercial with a slag convinced me they weren't Phelpsian-churchy.)
That makes me digress... I like Rachel Maddow's show pretty well, when they have it (it's been inexplicably canceled all week and MSNBC couldn't be arsed to tell anyone who puts up their schedule), but I keep wanting to send her a couple hundred bucks so she can afford shirts to wear under her suit jackets. She's supposedly got a PhD, why do they allow her to show up at work half naked like that?
