Anybody else ever do this?
Once in a great while I hit a night like tonight. Was home, had extra time before L. gets home from her meeting and the house was quiet, so I started some music to accompany my reading.
'Harry James In HiFi.' All's good for three tracks and then, boom, the last thing I want to hear is Harry James. What am I, some kind of idiot listening to this junk?
So I pull Radiohead's 'Hail To The Thief.' This one makes less than the first track - it just sounds like noise.
Relax. Throw on the radio and let the music fade into the background. My last f.m. Duke Ellington station starts strong and then switches to awful, brassy faux swing. Off you go...
And onto the CTI collection. Drop in the straight ahead disc, flop out on the couch as the missus (having returned home) and I chat and...this s**t is awful, lame.
<sigh>
I got up, took all the recordings back to their shelves, shut down the stereo and turned on C.N.N. Piers Morgan interviewing Matt Damon made it to the next break. Click. Whatever ESPN had for the 8 pm game. Click.
Off with the tv, and off to bed.
s.
Once in a great while I hit a night like tonight. Was home, had extra time before L. gets home from her meeting and the house was quiet, so I started some music to accompany my reading.
'Harry James In HiFi.' All's good for three tracks and then, boom, the last thing I want to hear is Harry James. What am I, some kind of idiot listening to this junk?
So I pull Radiohead's 'Hail To The Thief.' This one makes less than the first track - it just sounds like noise.
Relax. Throw on the radio and let the music fade into the background. My last f.m. Duke Ellington station starts strong and then switches to awful, brassy faux swing. Off you go...
And onto the CTI collection. Drop in the straight ahead disc, flop out on the couch as the missus (having returned home) and I chat and...this s**t is awful, lame.
<sigh>
I got up, took all the recordings back to their shelves, shut down the stereo and turned on C.N.N. Piers Morgan interviewing Matt Damon made it to the next break. Click. Whatever ESPN had for the 8 pm game. Click.
Off with the tv, and off to bed.
s.