Okay now I am irritated. I just wrote part of my blog out and it was even slightly funny, at least in my head it was. But I somehow selected this tab and hit the back button and it all went away. Bleh. Anyways
Today we ran the PRT at work. I did fine on it but that has nothing to do with this blog.
On the way home I was scanning through the channels on my sirius radio stopping to listen to a song or to on each one. I went through rock, rap, country, bluegrass, punk, house, trance, coffee house, hit, 60s, 70s, and the golden oldies station and I like at at a song from each one. If you care I was actually searching for the blues station. I wanted to funny bass lines to sooth the soul. Any who. I have kind of diverse tastes in music. I have known this for a while because apparently if you like more then one type you are a poser as I have been told before. Whatever. I like it that I can enjoy so many types of music. I think people have gotten lost in what they should like. Or maybe thet have just lost the ability to look past the parts of the music you may not like and see art. Every band is not supposed to be your favorite just in case you dont know that. It is more then okay to like a song for just the beat, or just the lyrics, or just the way it fits together, or the way it makes you feel, or all of the above, or some combination of what I just said, or maybe even something I have never thought of. People should not look down on you for liking some bit of music and then liking something completely different as well. Music is art. It is a taste of someones soul. Something they poured themselves into. Some music is really good on every level. Some music only catches you on one level. It does not matter why you like it, only that you do. Now that I am saying this I am not sure where I really wanted to take this. I will continue anyways. After remembering that I am a poser for not being stuck in one sort of music I started to think about how I got that way. Which brought me to my parents. Mostly my dad but my mom was there with her madonna and "girlie" bands and artist, which I like plenty of to by the by. My mom's taste in music seemed to stay pretty stable for as long as I can remember. She acted like she liked all the random shit coming out of every corner of the house but I know now as an adult that she really enjoyed her music a lot more then ours. MY dad however at some point has listened to every sort of rock and pop and bluegrass you can think of at one point or another. He changed his focus a lot mostly sticking to one kind at a time but he did go through a lot of different varieties. So I guess my taste in music was created by my parents for the most part. I am damm proud of that too. I feel i should mention that I did move around a lot an change schools a lot so I am sure they had something to do with it, but for it was mainly the parents. The only thing that makes me wonder is my love of good vibrant and complex works of classic music. I am taling violins and bass, and cellos and horns and flutes and sometimes drums and the same goes for some opera. I can not think of one person or one place where I would have been exposed to that sort music enough to make me even give it a chance. It is an anomaly. Some freakish musical taste mutation of reverse evolution or something like that. Man I feel I could write about this for a long time. But I wont so dont freak. I wonder if anybody is even still reading this.
Another btw, this was not even the journal the spoke of in the previous one. I have no idea what the hell I was going to say after I stopped being a smart ass. Now that I think about it I suppose it could have been this. Life is so silly.
-roguemind
Today we ran the PRT at work. I did fine on it but that has nothing to do with this blog.
On the way home I was scanning through the channels on my sirius radio stopping to listen to a song or to on each one. I went through rock, rap, country, bluegrass, punk, house, trance, coffee house, hit, 60s, 70s, and the golden oldies station and I like at at a song from each one. If you care I was actually searching for the blues station. I wanted to funny bass lines to sooth the soul. Any who. I have kind of diverse tastes in music. I have known this for a while because apparently if you like more then one type you are a poser as I have been told before. Whatever. I like it that I can enjoy so many types of music. I think people have gotten lost in what they should like. Or maybe thet have just lost the ability to look past the parts of the music you may not like and see art. Every band is not supposed to be your favorite just in case you dont know that. It is more then okay to like a song for just the beat, or just the lyrics, or just the way it fits together, or the way it makes you feel, or all of the above, or some combination of what I just said, or maybe even something I have never thought of. People should not look down on you for liking some bit of music and then liking something completely different as well. Music is art. It is a taste of someones soul. Something they poured themselves into. Some music is really good on every level. Some music only catches you on one level. It does not matter why you like it, only that you do. Now that I am saying this I am not sure where I really wanted to take this. I will continue anyways. After remembering that I am a poser for not being stuck in one sort of music I started to think about how I got that way. Which brought me to my parents. Mostly my dad but my mom was there with her madonna and "girlie" bands and artist, which I like plenty of to by the by. My mom's taste in music seemed to stay pretty stable for as long as I can remember. She acted like she liked all the random shit coming out of every corner of the house but I know now as an adult that she really enjoyed her music a lot more then ours. MY dad however at some point has listened to every sort of rock and pop and bluegrass you can think of at one point or another. He changed his focus a lot mostly sticking to one kind at a time but he did go through a lot of different varieties. So I guess my taste in music was created by my parents for the most part. I am damm proud of that too. I feel i should mention that I did move around a lot an change schools a lot so I am sure they had something to do with it, but for it was mainly the parents. The only thing that makes me wonder is my love of good vibrant and complex works of classic music. I am taling violins and bass, and cellos and horns and flutes and sometimes drums and the same goes for some opera. I can not think of one person or one place where I would have been exposed to that sort music enough to make me even give it a chance. It is an anomaly. Some freakish musical taste mutation of reverse evolution or something like that. Man I feel I could write about this for a long time. But I wont so dont freak. I wonder if anybody is even still reading this.
Another btw, this was not even the journal the spoke of in the previous one. I have no idea what the hell I was going to say after I stopped being a smart ass. Now that I think about it I suppose it could have been this. Life is so silly.
-roguemind
dangermagnet:
see, was that so hard? 