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Originally Posted by Agent Smith
AC/DC, Def Leppard, Night Ranger, Billy Squire, Whitesnake... to name a few.  |
So much music - during my two hour morning walk every morning without headset music is pure wind and trees, birds and traffic, hollers and horns, the rattling of papers and assorted bits of trash on the streets, drizzling rain the other day, all the natural and street sounds mixed with an orchestration of mental monologue.
Irish pipes and Ladysmith Black Mambaza, the folk music of the Andes: Machu Picchu, Nicte-Ha, Raza Cosmica, Bruce Hornsby, Sam Cooke, Eric Clapton, Paul Simon, Elmlre James, Hoyt Axton - like most people the lists could go on and on.
There are weeks and months and have been years when I've turned off the music and listen only to the sounds of my interior dialogues and monologues and conversations - and to the music of my thoughts - long silences absent of all the recorded music I love give way to an inner orchestration as lyrical and musical as anything exterior.
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Age has put a constant sound in my brain - that "ringing in the ears" as it's called and that's annoying and sometimes intrusive - it's like a gong's lingering resonance in a higher pitch that never silences yet at times music from the outside or mental orchestration from the inside block it out and absorb my attention.
In the coffee house I visit mornings after my walk where "The Progressive" and other socialist and anticapitalism magazines and zines are scattered about - back to the future of the middle to late 60s - current alternative CDs are always playing and some of it extremely compelling and lyrical - I don't know the artists.
"We are so small between the stars
so large against the sky
and lost among the subway crowds
I long to catch an eye." - Leonard Cohen
