I have a deep and abiding love for music. This love is complicated by my eclectic collection of music and artists and the simple fact that I don’t have a cadre of favorite artists that I cull my musical listening. A former roommate once commented that those that are unable to name a favorite artist are empty headed fools with no real true appreciation for music.
She was also a music nerd/snob so I couldn’t really disagree with her because simply put I would never be right in her eyes. Her musical interests also ran completely counter to my own so that may have had something to do with it.
The point is that I have one artist of which I worship without question. Beyond that my Itunes library is like a paper supply train wreck. It’s all over the place and literally lacks a focus that you find in most people’s musical library.
The top number one? Elvis Aaron Presley. He’s the King of Rock and Roll and will never be topped. I love his music, I love his voice and his life fascinates me. It’s sad to know that Elvis started the trend of death by artistry within the music community that we’ve never really managed to buck all these years later.
I will admit to having weak spot for classic rock and roll and oldies with some do-wop mixed in for good measure. I grew up listening to the local oldies station wherever we lived and jamming to the music of the ages. People look at me weird when I say most of this new music is crap. I blame my parents for feeding me some of the greatest music of all time.
Which brings me to the second part of my complicated love of music.
I don’t know anything about it. Often my musical collection is expanded my either me stumbling onto a CD I like or finding some random music online. I don’t listen to the radio anymore because my Ipod and Pandora radio give me my musical intravenous feed. When I say I don’t know anything about music, I mean it. I can’t tell you any of AC/DC’s songs outside of what I have on my computer. Aerosmith? My knowledge extends down through the depths of my playlist but that’s where it ends.
People look at me strange when they ask me if I’ve heard this song or that song from an artist I know and love. I try and explain to them that I simply don’t have that knowledge for whatever reason. It may be that eclectic musical interest to blame as I’ve never been satisfied to stay within a genre or type of music. I’ll jam equally to Country, Rock, Alternative, Jazz, Classical, Soundtracks, Heavy Metal and even folk. Once I find that song or two from an artist that I enjoy I never take it beyond that point.
I know this is a condition that needs fixing so I’m going to ask my readers and NaBloWriMo writers to suggest me some musical tunes. You can use my last.fm profile as mild guideline but that’s not a complete list.
So, how about you? Your musical interests? What did you parents introduce to through the years of growing up? And is there some music you cannot stand? Spill in comments!
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