Watch this. And listen to his voice. And listen to his lyrics. A beautiful song. I think it takes him about 10 seconds to get into a pitch/rhythm I like, but those lyrics make it up for all. Make a mess when you’re depressed Wake without a drop of rest Ace a test and wipe your brow Pay your credit card somehow His youtube page is here, and I got a big kick out of “Internet Dream“. In fact, hell, here it is, too: Ah… Reminds me of Rose. And WO. And Ryan. And Luke. (And all of our mothers!) Damn. Clickity-click. Some of his other pieces, alas… Not so…

Music is so much better to me when I’m alone. When I can listen to it repeatedly and linger over the notes and mingling of rhythm and melody. As soon as I say to someone (WO, Dre, whoever), “Hey, come listen to this!” I’m often immediately assailed with the feeling that this will be the longest song I’ve ever listened to. Every strange thing I loved (or hadn’t noticed up to now) will be glaringly loud and sound annoying as I put myself in the other listener’s shoes. I suddenly remember that so-and-so doesn’t like extended soprano singing (or something…), or notice the hilariously weird facial expression of this or…

Gregorian chants and organums are very, very peaceful and strangely comforting, despite the fact that I don’t speak Latin and am not Christian. It’s good meditation music. Or eating music, if one wishes for good digestion. There’s a piece by Guillaume de Machaut, “Puis qu’en oubli” (“Since I am forgotten”, which is a 14th century secular song) that makes me want to cry. I’ll spare you the old French lyrics. Music Appreciation is doing its job, I think.

T-dawg’s birthday gifts included two Bone Thugs N Harmony CDs; while not the kindest part of his gift, it’s the part that’s keeping me up and writing tonight when I want to be sleeping away the remainder of the week. I loved the Bone Thugs when I was a kid, although I never owned any of their CDs. I remember recording “Crossroads” off the radio and playing the tape until it warbled. “East 1999” never played long on the radio, I remember; I liked it a lot, but didn’t hear it enough for my tastes. Then and now, the Bone Thugs’ style struck me as so different and much more…